Poetry: From the September/October 2008 issue | See all poetry
Bamboo
What exists wants to persist.
Even the knock of bamboo on bamboo
spilled outward continues.
And you who have lived—restless, ambitious, aggrieved.
A Walter, a Shirley, a Tim.
A Carlos, a Teisha, a Haavo.
Do not think it unchanged, this world you are leaving.
