Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Bob Lucky: A Walk Before Dawn


flattened frog the silence of early morning


every five years

every cell in our bodies is replaced

you don’t need to know that

to know the love we made last night

is not the love we made a decade ago

is not the love we found that night

at the end of monsoon on a rooftop in Delhi

the macaques chattering in the trees


battered suitcase

the smoothness

of a worn handle


every journey recalled is retaken
reassembled memories of the shrine
to the stillborn and aborted
make room in my heart for this
frog flat and sundried as leather


caught between a tire and the pavement

in the disappearing act of life

I take it by a leg and make it hop

like a shadow puppet across the sky

then toss it into the weeds



the darkness fades

into birdsong



by Bob Lucky

Hangzhou, China

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