I
The book lies open
in all the hallways
in all the oases
in all the dreams
around every corner
behind every sand dune
in this dream too
you have to add a line
your place is between
the already written
& the unwritten,
in the white empty space.
In this dream
Stalin smiled, & Heidegger too
in this dream
cockroaches
scuttled from the book–but it had to be written in, despite
the smiles.
A dream of a book
a dream of a desert in a book
a dream of a desert that runs from the book
a dream of a book and a desert
a dream of sand through fingers
a dream of white
a dream of mica
a dream of fennecs
a dream of a desert spilling from the book
into and through the hallway and out the door
And a voice said
write the book
& you will be healed
A voice said a voice said
my middle my voice my will
write in the book
write the desert
the dream
write the sand the white write the running
dream the book.
-Pierre Joris, from H.J.R.
Poem of the Month 
Lovely!
lovely loving words
lovelier thoughts
loving thoughts lovely
love it!
love its theme!
its dream lovely!
lovelier title!
title says all the loveliness!
loveliness with each of your word!
each word fills with lovely!
lovely dream in your pen!
you pen so lovely!
as a lovely dream lay before my eyes-
as i reading it
touch it-
feel it-
such lovely loveliness…
of this white
rhyme
dream…
so
lovely!