
Short Fable of the Three Schooners
The first sailboat out had nowhere to go but forward out into pure outness The light slitted down in louvered doors that swung…
TWO SHORT POEMS
1
White moth on the
black cloth of the Ka’ba —
Do you know where you are?
2
I had a vision
everyone circumambulating the Ka’ba
turned into tiny white birds
and flew away.
12/28/95 (from Mecca-Medina Timewarp)
Categories: Poems