Cloud moving hands / Cathy Song.
2007
PS3569.O6539 C58 2007
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Title
Cloud moving hands / Cathy Song.
Author
ISBN
9780822960003 (pbk. : acid-free paper)
0822960001 (pbk. : acid-free paper)
0822960001 (pbk. : acid-free paper)
Imprint
Pittsburgh, PA. : University of Pittsburgh Press, c2007.
Description
92 p. ; 20 cm.
Exhibited
2008 Poets House Showcase
Call Number
PS3569.O6539 C58 2007
Formatted Contents Note
Lady Mappo enters the City of Samsara
Someone else's shoes
One who hears
My mother stares at the picture
Something to cheery about
The day comes as I knew
The land of good intentions
Waiting for Jizo
The burning house
Long before I enter the gate
Near the end, the man
The man moves earth
The day has come when my mother
My beautiful daughter calls to tell me it's snowing
Sleek-finned and black, hooded
My mother's last gift
The adoration of the faithful
The temple of our dilemma
A woman lies facedown in the sand
When they removed your breasts
The chance to become true and real
The souls we carry hunger for our light
The kindness of others
I hated the hairy ones
Breaking Karma
The body remembers itself in wholeness
Out of a dream of blue water
The beautiful beasts are returning
They dwell in the blue abiding light
A prayer for my mother
Cloud moving hands
The old old concubine.
Someone else's shoes
One who hears
My mother stares at the picture
Something to cheery about
The day comes as I knew
The land of good intentions
Waiting for Jizo
The burning house
Long before I enter the gate
Near the end, the man
The man moves earth
The day has come when my mother
My beautiful daughter calls to tell me it's snowing
Sleek-finned and black, hooded
My mother's last gift
The adoration of the faithful
The temple of our dilemma
A woman lies facedown in the sand
When they removed your breasts
The chance to become true and real
The souls we carry hunger for our light
The kindness of others
I hated the hairy ones
Breaking Karma
The body remembers itself in wholeness
Out of a dream of blue water
The beautiful beasts are returning
They dwell in the blue abiding light
A prayer for my mother
Cloud moving hands
The old old concubine.
Series
Pitt poetry series
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