whose hands wove you,

entwined the reeds,

were you tangled, twisted

until it hurt or

was your heart-

OH!

"The rain forest yielded

to man's destructive

forces, but

the collector salvaged

my pieces.

SOLD THEM

TOLD HER

RATTAN PALM

I am flexible.

I am uniform

My spirit remains.

SHE DYED ME

BUT  I DID NOT DIE."

I hear your presence,

you're all about;

let's sit another hour,

you can tell me the story of

Malaysia.

daw

4/14/2010