A Sudden Dream
I fell asleep this afternoon
And dreamed of Chinese lords on horses,
Wearing robes and belts, as soon
They galloped by on arid courses.
One stopped and looked at me; his eye
Was large and slanted, knowing, sly.
I woke and wondered what the dream
Portended. I sit up and write
These lines to force a flowing stream
That babbles, sparkles, within sight,
Quite undiverted by the horse
And rider on his headlong course.
May 3rd, 2011, 6pm