IN THE CINDER
The violet sky suspends
wisteria in the eaves
of a marble cairn,
the roof floats in the lotus
toward the horizon,
we cup sun on the water,
the gathered flow of your robe
continues the light,
we jubilee on the riverbank,
we wear the mark of the reeds
in the cinder
of last year’s burning.
John Swain lives in Le Perreux-sur-Marne, France. His most recent chapbook, The Daymark, was published by the Origami Poems Project.
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