what country is it that is called
the earth of drowned gods?
i wouldn’t mind going tonight
to York Pond
to swim in the arms of the moon...

we love things that disappear
and are found,  like
bubbles rising from
the deep diving moon,  releasing
the breath that its been holding.

we love the woven threads
on a loom of liquid
against the sky.

not on a sand bar, but
on a moon bar in Tiger Leaping Gorge
at the foot of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain
is where Li Po and i have walked.
and to memorialize that occasion,

i put five stones in my pocket,

that had fallen from a chinese moon