An earthen cup
an ill woman in the eyes of her lover
a torn-up letter put together again
the inside of a cat’s ear
the mayfly and the firefly
priests. fruit. horses as well as oxen
silver tweezers that still pluck the hair
women of the lower classes
paradise
on an old man’s back
the sound of comb-teeth snapping
the seventh month
(when it is cool) reading
these lines in another girl’s notebook.