Banyan

I want to read and read and read
Noiselessly, imitating the banyan
Tree I passed this afternoon beside
The mall, all roots & raindrops
Write as little as possible

Hi Mark, glad you liked the poems
From Wednesday, they are mine
Although stolen from Honolulu
And co-written by the rain
Floating off the mountains across
The city from my 16th floor

Not sure if I'll get stuck in Chicago
On Sunday when I fly back east
I'm reading Juan Sánchez Peláez
Slowly in the sun right before the rain
Brings her fingers to my notebook