Selected poems from the Guide:

The delicate webbed hand
holds the golden ball
fished out of the pond
for the lost princess

she wears a brocade dress
and has forgotten how to dream
how to swim out of her depth
in the murky coolness

she thought just letting the frog
eat from her bowl
would be enough
she did not know that
she too would have to slip out
and into her wild skin
and dive into the pomegranate dark

she hears them now
calling to her fluid memory
waves lapping rippling through
under the body of water
birth of her frog self

Crow in a field of snow
among silhouettes of trees
gathered in the still light

eyes piercing the frozen silence
to listen, as water drips
from branches onto beak

the sky fallen into reflection
is quiet as evening listening
to the sound of winter

crow's voice breaks
the wind's thread with its
jagged edge

under the snowy field
the dark earth waits
like a folded wing

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