Near a shrine in Japan he'd swept the path
and then placed camellia blossoms there.
Or -- we had no way of knowing -- he'd swept the path
...
another massacre; and the clean bright morning.
Keeping walking. 'Contradiction' is human -- I know that.
And 'knowing'... A stirring from the place the whirlwind -- something like
...
Carol Snow is an American poet. In 2002, she was resident poet at University of California Berkeley. She lives in San Francisco. Awards 1989 National Poetry Series, for Artist and Model, selected by Robert Hass Poetry Center Book Award, Joseph Henry Jackson Award in Literature Poetry Fund grant National Endowment for the Arts Fellowship.)
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Near a shrine in Japan he'd swept the path
and then placed camellia blossoms there.
Or -- we had no way of knowing -- he'd swept the path
between fallen camellias.