By CYNTHIA ZARIN (1959-?)
My heart, my dove, my snail, my sail, my
milktooth, shadow, sparrow, fingernail,
flower-cat and blossom-hedge, mandrake
root now put to bed, moonshell, sea-swell,
manatee, emerald shining back at me,
nutmeg, quince, tea leaf and bone, zither,
cymbal, xylophone; paper, scissors, then
there's stone-Who doesn't come through the door to get home?