I wept in a dream
But when day came I said
I slept well—and my boat
Drifted to Hades
With bread and flowers
The urgencies
In a common room
Sunlight crossing the rug
My dead mother
Waving from the reeds
Last night…
I wept in a dream
But when day came I said
I slept well—and my boat
Drifted to Hades
With bread and flowers
The urgencies
In a common room
Sunlight crossing the rug
My dead mother
Waving from the reeds
