For Hirsch Diamant and the 2007 Peace Festival, Oregon
Peace is choosing peace
Ploughshares and pruning hooks
Could be beaten
Back to what they were
Choose not to
We dance the tai chi
We part the wild horse’s mane
Our hands flow in circles
Like clouds, we play
The pipa, pose like white
Storks cooling their wings
Choose this
Shadows forever haunt
Our dance: these moves can
Strike eyes, dislocate jaws
Shoulders, spiral down
Dreaming punches and parries
Do not choose this
Choose the bright dance
Choose peace
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