Salmabanu Hatim  
Tanzanian wombed man,

said in a poetic mind, reading
the name and kind of mind we mean

realizing,
we are alive,
during times of living words,
present in one instant, to any eye…

Tall Story

works some magic, telling old
what we were told, old times

back when story seed got stored.

Stories some say old as words.

Shamanism, slowly go
Seattle rain, Reno snow
No one on Earth
Will ever know

                 Eliade!

I think of you
because I love you
and when I am no longer
do not forget to
reMember.

Just live like a bus

driver, all the diversions --


then become the route.