Odilia Rivera Santos
it may be a myth
but so delicate and rich
we repeat the words
with
dramatic
pauses and the most minimal
of flourishes.
he may have
set this story loose
laughing
and enthralled
and as he watched
it float, leaving lovers wondering
and dreamers
doing
what dreamers do,
he scribbled along side
the pond or the river
like a pyromaniac by his fires.
A drunken Li bo drowned - they say
reaching
for
reflection of moon
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