Air and Music

 

Air and Music

 

Our lilac has bloomed.

All day long birds sing and call,

They are delicate and restless–

Letters hopping from word to word.

 

Words flee one language for another.

Poems arrive in the sleepless night.

Soon I will be fifty. I would have

Liked the world to be healthy.

 

I would have liked the chatter

Of friends in the garden,

Family to have flown in.

In my country peonies bloom.

 

May 15, 2020