China -

And then I dreamt that my heart does not ache anymore

It is a small bell, hanging in yellow china

On a slender pagoda it hangs and quietly chimes,

Teasing flocks of cranes in the enamel sky.

And modest girl in a dress of red silks with gold embroidered wasps,

Flowers and dragons-her legs tucked underneath her; quietly;

Without thoughts, without words;

Is attentively listening to this peaceful peaceful chiming.

I DIDN’T VOTE FOR SLICK WILLY!