five days, 2019

Poem printed on Moulin de Roy paper

H 44.3cm X L67.5cm

day 1

a word that does not form, a shadow of a thing, this moment beginning/ending


day 2

your gift of a lotus, silent in the night hall a glass Buddha holds water in his palm


day 3

swaths of white over blue, the clouds before the earthy smell of rain


day 4

the river I swam in when I was a child, there was danger in the current and I wept


day 5

my thoughts follow the sound of the meditation bell