infinite anthology: day 218

“Quiet the Dog, Tether the Pony”

Gaze     gaze      beyond the vermilion door

Leaf      leaf       tremble    fall

Stare blankly      at the the road’s      interminable end

Reduplications     cold      cold     mountains

Long     long    valleys          broad    broad     waters

Tears     are exhausted      now    shed    blood

Deep    deep     the baleful courtyards     who knows how deep

Folds on folds       of curtains

Gates         trap        infinite      twilight

Walk     walk        through     waning meadows

Steep     steep        toward       ten-thousand Buddhas

Knuckles     blue     on the balustrade

In the land of      missing      pronouns

Sun     is a     continuous     performance

And we      my lover      are      nothing

Marilyn Chin

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