Two New Poems, Two Old Ones, April 7, 2013, Copyright Doug Stuber

Boddhisatva

Her heart, while sticking tongue out,
leads a sheltered life,
doesn’t drink, nor dance,
Norfolk, it’s in her dreams.

Shocked by lack of fidelity,
still pure, as she has never…
though the thought comes:
Now free, pretty and young.

Brother nudges open eyes,
Confucian box blown open.
Evident culture gap,
yet she jumps his way.

Cosmic bonding creates a further
life, tantric self-love springs to
relaxed life, freedom to be, to
elongate burdensome boundaries.

Will she head back to marry,
deny uncoiling life, to prove
obedience? Dry flowers yield,
break mid-air as she walks.

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