Monday, August 27, 2012

Marriage Amulet (Hun'Ying Hu'Sheng'Fu)

He polishes her like old wood,
At night they pin each other like two rings
on a dark hand. After many nights,
the rough sides wear down.
If that is aging, it is warm as fleece.
She will gleam like ancient wood,
She will wax smooth, her crags and cowlicks,
well-rubbed to show her grain.
The wise will keep them in his hand
for peace.

Image Credit:,  poetry copy righted by Nancy Willard


Jacobean Manson Gay said...

very excited to find this poem and willing to share with y"all.

Jacobean Manson Gay said...

this poem is written by Nancy Willard.



Bluebell Books Twitter Club said...

lovely work.

Iris Yacht Murphy said...


Justin Penter Wood said...

love it.

Happy Weekend.