I
am novel ‒ scripture is my
blood,
Ishiyama-dera
makes me whole ‒
the
clouds of cherry blossom newly-bud
a
floating bridge of dreams across my soul.
I
am violet ‒ colour is my
code,
calligraphy
and woodcut shape my name ‒
the
future is a winding forest road
where
waters mirror patterns I became.
But
I am woman ‒ language is my
child,
struggling into myth behind a screen ‒
a
lonely daughter still unreconciled
to all the words of men and what they mean.
The
priest bows low and strikes the temple gong,
for
I am singer - Genji is my song.
RJT
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