. Beware of things in duplicate – Dana Gioia
These days I read for signs:
on a table, a set of blue china,
at the window, a spider’s web…
Over my head, a floating cloud,
shape hard to name,
then a sudden gust– hot and salty–
from the east or west?
I sleepwalk in a maze.
Nothing is lost.
The book I hold in red and gold
Do not expect that you have left
threads in others’ dreams.
The maze disguises its green exit.
Everything I hold– so small–
still hurts when not returned;
I wish to duplicate it:
keys, hands, hearts, and love…
For if a mistake is made,
then I, at least,
Copyright © Anna Yin. Originally published in the Literary Review of Canada (March 2017).
Anna Yin was Mississauga’s Inaugural Poet Laureate (2015-2016) and Ontario representative for the League of Canadian Poets (2013-2016). She has authored six books of poetry and her poems have appeared at ARC Poetry, New York Times, China Daily, CBC Radio, World Journal etc. Anna won awards including the 2005 Ted Plantos Memorial Award, two MARTYs, two scholar two scholarships from West Chester University Poetry Conference, two grants from OAC etc. She teaches Poetry Alive at schools, colleges and libraries.