Here and Again

      after ‘The Here and After’ by Jun Miyake



Half-sliced      a lily on the table

petals burning white on white


there’s no saying who’s under that skin

salt spray     spindrift      a taste of rust     


a drop of blood    just name it     

it’s there     a knife-slit away    


not waiting for someone to whisper     

come alive     come alive


instinctively twisting back to spawn

to begin again the incantation    


the ragged waltz     half-here    

half-gone     you touch your lips


to a lily’s wound     this is sorrow    


it murmurs     the pain is gone