Friday, May 30, 2014

POEM: "Dusk"


Shanghai dusk, there is
something in the wind

(I can’t see what it is)
a woman might be good
smile and smell conjoint
maybe some nalaizhuyi

a love without study
a joy without learning

change plus knowledge
whichever the case is
the night’s coming fast
(morning to be different)
I sense transfiguration
I can see maybe three things.

© 2014 Rob Schackne

1 comment:

  1. The learnèd reader may well recall Christ’s Transfiguration, when he appeared in radiant glory to three of his disciples (Matthew 17:2 and Mark 9:2-3). But as far as I know -- which is only as far as I know -- my little poem isn't about that.