Representative Poetry Online

Poems

1There is nothing to be afraid of,

2it is only the wind

3changing to the east, it is only

4your father the thunder

5your mother the rain

6In this country of water

7with its beige moon damp as a mushroom,

8its drowned stumps and long birds

9that swim, where the moss grows

10on all sides of the trees

11and your shadow is not your shadow

12but your reflection,

13your true parents disappear

14when the curtain covers your door.

15We are the others,

16the ones from under the lake

17who stand silently beside your bed

18with our heads of darkness.

19We have come to cover you

20with red wool,

21with our tears and distant whispers.

22You rock in the rain's arms,

23the chilly ark of your sleep,

24while we wait, your night

25father and mother,

26with our cold hands and dead flashlight,

27knowing we are only

28the wavering shadows thrown

29by one candle, in this echo

30you will hear twenty years later.