A Pookah Encountered on the Spiral Path

A Pookah Encountered on the Spiral Path
… From ‘Travels on the Spiral Path’

He came upon me quickly.
Moving black against the lesser black of night.

Fat spattered in the pan
and crackled in the fire
as potatoes began to cook.
Sparks flew.

I poured whiskey into a bowl
but he did not turn aside.

Dry grass whispered
Dry leaves danced as he passed me by
Caught and suspended between
The earth and sky.

 



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