hou yi goes to the field to see his far distant loved one

your ebb and flow
form waves of trays;
i’m lost within
your sultry gaze.

sometimes we sleep or wake,
but now in limbo,
cracked moonlight raking
through autumn leaves.

we eat mooncakes
in the blackwood gazebo
my hand numb in yours.

i look at you
as if to say
all postcards
from my dreams
but only slip a smile.

– for Greg

(celestial palaces on high)

“The moon should know no sadness;
Why, then, is she always full when dear ones are parted
For men the grief of parting, joy of reunion,
Just as the moon wanes and waxes, is bright or dim”  — Su Shi (Su Dong Po)

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