Poetry Journal

Issues / Volume 5 Issue 2 , November 2015


Coming to Bed Late After Reading Wang Wei

Jonathan Hadwen

  It was a warm day.
  I took the morning off work
  just to be with the rain.
  You were sombre when you left.
  One of us
         has to take this world seriously.
  There is a possum on the roof tonight.
  If I ran away into the mountains
  how many animals
         would share my hut?
  I slip into bed.
  You were sick today
         and will be grumpy if I wake you.
         it’s worth it for a kiss.
  So many things still to say,
  about the mess of it,
  the mess of me.
  I went off into the mountains.
  You followed me.
  We walked back down together.