, ed. Eliot Weinberger, tr. Eliot Weinberger, New Directions, 1990]Motion
If you are the amber mare
I am the road of blood
If you are the first snow
I am he who lights the hearth of dawn
If you are the tower of night
I am the spike burning in your mind
If you are the morning tide
I am the first bird's cry
If you are the basket of oranges
I am the knife of the sun
If you are the stone altar
I am the sacrilegious hand
If you are the sleeping land
I am the green cane
If you are the wind's leap
I am the buried fire
If you are the water's mouth
I am the mouth of moss
If you are the forest of the clouds
I am the axe that parts it
If you are the profaned city
I am the rain of consecration
If you are the yellow mountain
I am the red arms of lichen
If you are the rising sun
I am the road of blood
if you are the gifted poet,
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if you are the graceful hound
i am the three legged hare
if you are the soulful melody
i am the mawkish tart
if you are the baby's smile at dawn
i am the rooting swine on your lawn
I do not know this poet. Thank you, it is beautiful. Zed, justnotliketheothers.blogspot.com
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