I write words and listen to <br />sounds from Persia. <br />There’s a party next door <br />and when the exotic music stops <br />so do my words. <br /> <br />They fall from pages, <br />shatter and split into <br />loose alphabet. <br /> <br />In effect each letter <br />on the ground <br />forms collages varied as the dresses <br />of the women over the fence. <br /> <br />Today is a special Babylonian day. <br />One of tying blades of grass together. <br />With each tie one makes a wish. <br />I tie one knot. <br />You and I. <br /> <br />~~~ <br />Apr©2006<br /><br />Alex Nodopaka<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-love-letter-3/
