Negation, all fulfilled desire
gold with a heart of cinder.
Everything suggests something else.
When the weeds sprawl
it is not what you think.
The dust motes float
and swerve in the sunbeam
because I say we rather than they;
They change the color of your dream:
We is whiplash
and backhanded ways of settling grief.
And it is this rocking back and forth
to take in to sate the mouths
This Cento contains lines from the following poets:
Shirley Geok-Lin Lim, Robert Frost, AF Moritz, Muna Lee, Carl Sandburg, Karen Volkman, Lee Herrick, WS Graham, Susan Donnelly, Alison C Rollins, Ha Jin, Jean Garrigue, Jacob Saenz