The Metaphoratorium

Koan

head-lamp                                                                shining

out of the eyes                                           wholeness

hiding                                               nothing

admitting                      everything

swamp songs of peepers at twilight

love                              hate                  indifference

shoeless feet slapping clay tile

one

flat surface of soup in a bowl

I am

holographic

mist drawn up from the lake

interior                 exterior

the same at 5 a.m.

head-lamp                           out of the eyes

caressing                    everything

wrapping around molecules

unadorned

spacious


this poem was included in Inverse Origami, published by Out-of-the-Mist Press,© 1997 Mar Walker