Poem of the Day
Yellow Striped Pajamas
By Shamsher Bahadur Singh
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
I wonder if he would ever take me away
with him. I wish he was my husband instead of my customer!
You are invisible as air
and as necessary, more efficient
than a flood leveling cities,
Your body is this house,
collapsing into the seasons.
he brought in bags
filled with clicking rings
cut from the tails of arrow-headed rattlers
You are horrified.
Do you wish to understand?
Naked TV wrestlers
turn my arm through the gentle ambience of Newtonian
space.
I sit on the toilet with you.
I criticize your wardrobe when you’re looking okay
Turning climbing slowly in late spring among
black trunks of high pines
talking of our lives few white words flying
Wherever I look you are islands
a constellation of flowers breathing on the sea
deep-forested islands mountainous and fragrant
Wherever I look you are islands
a constellation of flowers breathing on the sea
deep-forested islands mountainous and fragrant