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112 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2001
A Burial
We were pulling a bundle packed
with green branches and earth,
twenty feet across
and a hundred feet long.
We were to lodge it in place
to plug the holes burrowed
by foxes and badgers.
Singing in one voice, we sank
the bundle along the dike.
Immediately two boats loaded
with rocks were scuttled
against the bundle.
As the second boat was going down
it dragged Ah Shan into the water,
his legs caught by the gunnel.
He yelled, "Oh Mama, help!
Get me out, brothers!"
We tried
but couldn’t pull him out.
Not daring to give the river time,
seven hundred men rushed over
to drop sacks of earth and rocks.
So—we buried him alive.
For days his voice
squeaked under our soles.
The dike was saved. Now
miles of stones cloak its surface,
but every April
Ah Shan's mother throws
dumplings into the river
and begs the fish not to eat her son.