BY JAN HAAG
LOOKING GLASS WORLD
May 20th
for Alice
seems
a
significant date
for deep surgery
on my part
to carve out the
spate
of molten imagery
I carry in heart
deep wounds
of
moldering despair,
hauntings of morning anxiety
sitting on
dunes
in cyberspace awaiting repair
of thought, dream, hope,
purity.
Build me mountains
wide at the base and high
at the
top, high enough for birds
not to linger, nor fountains
to flow,
nor for the wind to cry
over the passing, antlered, antelope
herds.
Think of all this great world's widening hates
as venues
for decoagulating emergencies.
An avalanche's whispering
starts,
a sign to heaven to open her majestic gates,
let the
meteors shower urgencies,
let harts dart from the Red Queen's artful
tart.
Copyright © 2000 Jan Haag
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Jan Haag may be reached via e-mail: jhaag@u.washington.edu
BY JAN HAAG