riverside love

riverside love
             for Keikei

Low pohutukawa branch in westering sun, photo by the wayward Weathercats

under the
pohutukawa
seated on a
low branch
feet comfortable
on earth we
closed our eyes
felt the wind
fanned in
low sun
rising in our
kiss a wind
holding to
the skin as
it held to
the waters
and dimpled
them the
dimples
still there

daodejing

daodejing*

From the catalogue of harvardartmuseums.org – Laozi riding through the pass on a black ox by Chŏng Yusŭng (also known as Ch’ui-ŭn), Korean (born c. 1650 )

the book
bound and
unbound
what could
be sentences**
fiddled apart
and locked back
together on the
page by scholars
for centuries

night storm song

night storm song

oh little ship of land,
bear up , bear up*,
little ship of Aotearoa,
the trees on your deck
are dancing to the
glancing violin
bow of air, tether
your lines of wind,
furl those sails of