Opossum (Didelphis virginiana)
Waiting for Bus #40 that's not
come in an hour, a cat wanders by
No, it's an opossum crossing
the street, staggering, stopping...
Lucky, the oncoming traffic
has not crushed this little fellow.
Suddenly, I recall a scene
from some thirty years ago
Opossum creature of the night
trotting ahead of me, going to
my house, digging at the rosebush
Mom has planted by the front door.
I've wondered how her roses are
so big she has buried egg yolks
for their nourishments feeding
Dad boiled egg-whites for breakfast.
Egg yolks are symbol for the sun,
none got it right at Robert Bly's
Myth Workshop I write this in
my journal the teacher Nina
is amazed at my Yin-Yang image
a creature of the dark finding
its treasure of egg yolks symbol
of the sun that's shining with light.
Peter Y. Chou
Mountain View, 2-13-2021