Amberman

 

I’m told time freezes

It does not end.

Jesus,

What am I to do with that?

A long scope sees all that was or will be.

Determinately free

For all eternity I guess

A prehistorical bug encased in amber

Flapping still its prehistoric wings.

Li Bai Drinks Beneath the Moon

I, alone among the flowers,

Here, with a jug of wine,

Me, the moon, and my shadow,

I raise my glass of wine.

 

But the moon cannot drink,

And my shadow cannot stay.

Still, we must make merry the spring.

 

I dance with my spastic shadow

In the light of the jittering moon.

One wonderful jig and another

Until the wine is gone.

Drunk we are three,

Sober, one.

 

Let’s do this all again

sometime. We must all

do this again

sometime. There

in the river of stars.

 

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