Tsukiyo (a moonlit night) – a poem partly inspired by the Japanese Garden in Phoenix
Below is a poem entitled: “Tsukiyo (a moonlit night), ” in part inspired by a chance meeting a few years ago at the Japanese Friendship Garden in Phoenix on the Solstice of Spring. Also check out a couple of photos I took at the Japanese Garden here.
Tsukiyo
(a moonlit night)
she sees a rabbit
and I see a man
in the moon.
the truth of her mouth
is honey to my ear
as she tells me the story
of Orihime and Kengyuu
and divines our past lives
via iphone astrology.
her Black Afgano perfume tells another tale
as we drive back from the college town
earlier, in the theater she said:
“Dang! I should have gotten Root Beer
and used a Red Vine as a straw!”
“It’s not too late.” I said.
*
Perhaps she would say I recognized her
upon first seeing her
feeding koi
at the Japanese Garden
a picture of happy contemplation I contemplated,
weighing the benefits
of introduction
over the detriments
of disturbing another’s quiet peace.
but later we literally walked toward each other
she my reflection on the other side of the pond
we gravitated toward our meeting at the stream
staying on path
our elliptical orbits colliding
on the Solstice of Spring.
*
And I will tell
less than I know:
on that day
I did see,
so small as to not be seen,
two white birds
specks soaring, weaving, streaming by
impossibly high
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