Wight
Long the nail iron in
What’s cleft from time, the body seasoning.
Clamber, clatter, silence seeker.
Author: Bryan Thao Worra
Swallowing the Moon
Posted by Bryan Thao Worra | Nov 1, 2011 | Poetry
Some see an anonymous man or a thief of sheep.
Some a goddess like Hina-i-ka-malama or Chang’e.