He's WONDERFUL!This is my favorite of the poems...so lovely.AT MIHWANGSA TEMPLE Nothing today but a girlwho flaps the wooden rafterscalligraphied on a silk-white ribbon.A red candle some cold fingers litto memorialize her early death.Bronze bowl of fresh figs and black flies. Fertility unnerved. Someone remind the wind everything is already swept awayin the afterlife. And wonderlike a flame’s graceshould possess no weight. Who she was. What anyone does to slip through evening’s mask of trees. A strange lust, this life.Everywhere beautiful soulsbathing in grief.
ooh, this is nice, Pris. I only discovered Ed recently but I liked what I saw.
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