Face Turned to the Wall
I call you woman
who demands this
great distance
lays down laws,
here,
your own hell is
Love is
more
than yourself
is
it's
order
to command
/ "your honoured" (as it trans
lates
as 'ling' has it;
but,
I am partial to
that these long
nights
intrude
demand a professionalism
is more than is possible
these lines obey some other change
:
yet,
I can not sleep tonight
the four walls move me
from within
& the four
winds
blow in the land that is
nowhere
with non-recognition the rule,
indifference the virtue
The City
is
(New York City is)
right directly in front of me
&
the open spaces
pursuing
demands this going from
The Familiar :
is Song
is Recognition
(no word necessary
(from Song of Chin )
moths
just
beyond
glass
splattering
on
and:
far beyond frog moon leaps
(from Hexapoems I (1971)
I used the yarrow sticks and the yellow I Ching:
Pi/Grace
for F. C.
sunlight
comes across you
wet from your bath
tranquil beauty
a brief moment
extraordinary
and a full moon poem:
full moon
in the garden
peeing
