#42 Refugees

42-refugees
#42 Refugees
1997 – 12 x 12 edition of 30 – $250















 

Refugees

I imagine an infinite moon
unraveling the city.I want to flee
these ruined streets,the eyes of people
wrecked with needing
for too long,

the sound of hope
going out
in the throats of the old ones,

the way of all lost languages.

I want to measure
forgotten fields,
to memorize a meadow,

to imitate the movement of
uninterrupted wind.

Let us gather broken trees
and children
in wide arms

and let us beg the moon
to send the open sea
to save us.

Lift us away
in these desperate boats

we piece together
out of poetry.