I have been living in this house for eleven years
today is the day I began to inhabit it
the glass table in the corner of the room
the hand-sized chunk of amethyst
the laughing buddha made of bismuth
sparkling like an opaque prism
the glass vase opening like a silver hammock
from which flows a waterfall of garnet
carnelian tiger’s eye jade turquoise amethyst
consider the orchid
tall as a bodhi tree
whose twenty-six blossoms
droop and curve like a mother’s arms
may I drop from this body like a cucumber
freed from the bondage of its stem
considering the orchid as I fall