[lit-ideas] Today's offering

What??  Only a couple of days left?
 
Thank you for the poems!  They have been grand.  I have looked  forward to 
them!
 
May your dreams be sweet and dear and inspire you to go on...
Marlena in Missouri
 
Today's offering:
The Leaves Of A Dream Are The Leaves Of An Onion


Red oak  leaves rustle in the wind.
Inside a dream, you dream the leaves
scattered  on dirt, and feel it
as an instance of the chance configuration

to  your life. All night you feel
red horses galloping in your blood,
hear a  piercing siren, and are in love
with the inexplicable. You walk

to  your car, find the hazard lights
blinking: find a rust-brown knife, a  trout,
a smashed violin in your hands.
And then you wake, inside the  dream,

to find tangerines ripening in the silence.
You peel the leaves  of the dream
as you would peel the leaves off an onion.
The layers of  dream have no core,

no essence. You find a tattoo of
a red scorpion on  your body.
You simply laugh, shiver in the frost,
and step back into the  world.


Arthur Sze, from The Redshifting  Web



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