Sangha Expressions: Poem by Jian Zhi Peter

By Jian Zhi Peter Tolly, excerpted from the September 2017 ZRS newsletter

Walk after Storm

Drops of rain like a dishcloth raised
away from the sink—

a dragonfly face down in the driveway.
It was the flagpole’s clang

that stopped me in the corner of that yard
where leaves rustled up

like electric tendrils. Awareness—
a charge in the mind

pulled to a point like filings to a node.
The uncanny hums

like the dead-last buzz of filament wings
as I turned the insect over.