Moon Festival
Lovers holding pits in their mouths
make vows and delight in each other
till the underwater infant
periscopes his parents
and is born
an uninvited guest knocks at my
door, determined to go deep
into the interior of things
the trees applaud
wait a minute, the full moon
and this plan are making me nervous
my hand fluttering
over the obscure implications of the letter
let me sit in the dark
a while longer, like
sitting on a friend's heart