Cancer made its home
spread to my right eye
made me see rice scattered
on a sheet of nori
in night's sky with a
full moon Buddha
wielding chopstick lightning
This is a killer poem, images of shifted vision, despite scary cause. Beauty of a kind can come from anything, transformation. I think the title is a perfect loop.
very powerful - I especially like the Buddha's chopsticks
ReplyDeleteWow, Willow....so many images here. I love the flow of this poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is a killer poem, images of shifted vision, despite scary cause. Beauty of a kind can come from anything, transformation. I think the title is a perfect loop.
ReplyDeleteWow another amazing poem. such images! I esp like the rice scattered on nori and the Bhudda's chopsticks. Excellent.
ReplyDeleteWillow, this is such excellent poetry. Every time I read it, I have a different interpretation of what you wrote. Wow!
ReplyDeleteAnytime I see or hear the word cancer I get very scared. The images here are incredible though.
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