Leonard Adler

Soft Moon

Cool, The World

Vajrahara,

               Softmoon, glowing; without aura, face alone

           Of kind, tempered junipers and old rock

               Gardens, of random orderly, chaos, teaching

               From jumping springs and desert jack rabbits,

                                        30 feet tall

                                            able to leap

                                            across NEW MEXICO

                                    ISLANDS

                                    sand dunes

                                of CHOSANG

                                STRETCHING to reach

                                        you

                                With backhoes

                               and fork lifts

                            and terrible

                            undoneness

                          please

                          bring

                          me

                          to

                            the

                       MOUNTAIN.