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![I Ching Poem
Ulrica Hume
The clouds pass and the rain does its work,
and all individual beings flow into their forms.
~I Ching, the commentaries, The Creative
The seekers find their faces mirrored in a pond.
The vision is of stepping one rung at a time, stepping
quietly over the water, in and out, dancing that gently.
There were leaves scattered on the water,
wounding the sky.
The mute stare of a hero. That reflection.
Why had she wounded him?
He makes his cave of light
and the sound of him seizes some part of the flowers.
She had wanted to say,
“That dance is love, this dance is love,
the whole of the fruit, the bruised fruit Eve held
in her hand.
That same gift.”
She wanted to say your wound is where light will go.
She takes a feather from the sky
And dusts his face,
The mountain shows through the cloud,
Dusts his tears with nothing that will touch him,
Watching,
The marble faces of two Greek ghosts,
Players.
Where cloth touches her skin,
His gaze averts to that motion in the water,
like a hope that always came last.
[originally published in Poetry Flash]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreiehp5uu4c3ogl64xql7jqls363ykvp6z6f67ksrcrp6rasupkmvii@jpeg)
![[Moonlight: The Pond by Edward Steichen]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreiezyubr2ep52s6vgu4hfesnxo6qhnkvapmd3hcneej2lkwzxwphny@jpeg)
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![Achillea Millefolium
Ulrica Hume
Like the broken design of
yarrow stalks thrown and
scattered by
the shifting days,
this eager way I cast
for fate, guiding moonbeams
toward you at midnight.
Down, the cryptic dice of longing! To wish
for what befalls
these hexagrams
changing is once, twice
linked between now
and the wanting of
something else.
[originally appeared in RIC Journal]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreigxzkqxq2ifplx3hfrp3pivhjx6hp3tqitzynyyowqlv7eyqxgyai@jpeg)
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