Scoop Up Water and the Moon is in Your Hand
(after calligraphy of Zenkei Shibayama)
I
The sun rains its light
as drops of dew;
taste them on your tongue
and see them dance
on morning grass.
II
On a summer night
the face of the moon
is reflected in the pond;
touch it with your fingertips
and it will smile;
throw a pebble
and it will disappear
behind a rippled cloud.
III
The earth is flat
say the scientists
but when I walk alone at night
listening to the croaking frogs
and counting stars
sometimes I fall off the edge
into an amaranthine space
as if the universe
were calling me home.
The Pine is Green for 1000 Years
(after the calligraphy of Keido Fukushima)
Nothing on earth lasts 1000 years
but the pine
still green, filled with anticipation
for what comes next
when its millennium is passed.
1000 years is soon enough
to learn the lessons of its past
and live again for a thousand more
but nature will have its due
and change its green to reds,
yellows and browns in the autumn
of its life.
Bionote
Neil Ellman is a poet from New Jersey. He has published more than 1,500 poems, over 1,200 of which are ekphrastic and written in response to works of modern art, in print and online journals, anthologies and chapbooks throughout the world. He has been nominated twice for Pushcart Prize and twice for Best of the Net.
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