Winter pilgrimage—
 
in the suitcase of my heart
 
I pack all I need.

 
 

I packed my suitcase
 
for a summer pilgrimage,
 
then I lost the key.

 
 
 

A late-winter rain
 
dampens the song of the dove—
 
I pack my suitcase.

Suitcase

 
 
 

an empty suitcase
 
tossed out of a moving bus
 
now a mouse’s home

Pearls

 
 

on the train platform
 
a suitcase heavy with pearls
 
spilling its contents

Suitcase

 
 

a heavy suitcase—
 
both her present and her past
 
hidden in the socks