Ronald Baytan Poems

My friend
who sleeps on my lap
loves someone else.
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Mama, the rhinestones are falling one by one
Because I always put the crown on my head
When you and Papa are sleeping. Imagine:
A fairy at the center stands with her wand
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Once more, I have set foot
On this promised land
Where dark is right
And silence is the source
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Life takes
Without warning
Like flood heaving
Under the bed
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Dong Xian had dreamt
Of this day many, many times:
When he stepped
Out of the emperor’s chamber,
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Between the terrible ease
Of promise and the flowering
Of regret, I must lay myself bare:
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In the south, there once lived Pan Zhang,
A man of immense beauty and skill
In poetry. He moved like a gentle wave,
And his skin glistened like berries in summer.
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