When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep.
Praise God for these two insomnias!
And the difference between them.
translated by Robert Bly
sleeplessness
what doesn’t work anymore
in a glass bushmills
neat with a glass of water
back in one swift take
the night still looms up ahead
and those memories don’t fade
a tanka: 4:25 am
the candle flickers
the ice melting in the glass
nothing seems to help
like things did to stop the past
from playing havoc with sleep
Leonard Durso 