Today's NaPoWriMo's challenge is to write a sonnet.
I did not write a sonnet.
Instead, I channeled poetry from my China-days.
Photo "Hangzhou Railway Station: Looking Out"
©2012 Kat Shamash
March in China
while you sleep subways are being
built beneath you
labyrinth of underground water pipes
maze of fiber-optics in your walls – a pulsing grid
gardens cut out like cookie cutters for a high-rise
you want it all back - old gutters, abandoned adobe,
shovels and spring planting
you want the rusted taxis, the broken windows
of a tool shed
you want what was there before even that
lakeside trees moving in a dance
to catch the eye of Andromeda
it’s still here:
the way you move in spirals
like the galaxies
the way you silently
move the brush
the way you wait
like the silent green of April
about to burst
into a primal dance
of your own
the way you are
about to show
© 2016 Kat Shamash (April 23, 2016)