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“monsoon wedding” from HIS&HERS
You are in your cups again. I will go
mistake the rain for a natural grammar
Carefully he placed inkwells
on the balcony railing
In the rain he heard woodblock syllables
but not the simplicity and sanction
of the weather no one’s talking about
At the market an Englishman said
Learn the local customs and they will
forgive you everything. Instead
he wrote a story and his wife the heroine
She had a population of 378,721
In the morning the puddles were perfect
mirrors, except they were very deep
She put on that one really birdy robe
It was like she might drink salt water
at any moment
I am content
I wash my feet in all your ink
none is left
mistake the rain for a natural grammar
Carefully he placed inkwells
on the balcony railing
In the rain he heard woodblock syllables
but not the simplicity and sanction
of the weather no one’s talking about
At the market an Englishman said
Learn the local customs and they will
forgive you everything. Instead
he wrote a story and his wife the heroine
She had a population of 378,721
In the morning the puddles were perfect
mirrors, except they were very deep
She put on that one really birdy robe
It was like she might drink salt water
at any moment
I am content
I wash my feet in all your ink
none is left
Posted 09/12/11
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