Poems of Healing
Assemblage“How may I touch you across
this chasm of thrown things?”
Li Young Lee - The Winged Seed
I say,
Don’t be afraid.
Take a leap across
And you may find
Only yourself
Wandering.
Then I say,
Don’t be afraid.
Take a leap in
And you may find
An angle of light
Where the discarded
The scraps, the crushed
Look alive and mysterious.
Then begin to salvage
The thrown things:
Twisted pieces of wire,
Ragged pieces of rope,
Shattered mirrors.
Collect, trim
Sand the edges
Buff to a luster
Arrange and glue
Assemble and mount.
Step back,
Look again with tenderness.
If you like
The kind of shadow it makes
You will be consoled.
:: Design by Waterman
:: Logo woodcut by Barbara Leventhal-Stern
