Little Bear
by Bryan Thao Worra
If they skin you,
Will they find a tiny man
With eyes the color of stars
Or a paw, fury and crimson
Fierce jaw yearning
For some cosmic salmon
Longing to scamper
Across the great latitudes of night
Against the axis of a mother's boundaries
Before winter arrives in the heavens
Moaning to forgotten gods
A child, watching Sirius from afar
Daydreaming of the man daydreaming of you
From his basement
As he discovers a distended Orion telescope
During spring cleaning:
Memories awake,
stretching with a hungry yawn
Copyright © 2003, Bryan Thao Worra
Ursa Minor, the Lesser Bear
by Johannes Hevelius
A Laotian American poet, Bryan Thao Worra's work has appeared in Unarmed, Urban Pioneer, Whistling Shade, the Journal of the Asian American Renaissance, Paj Ntaub Voice, and Bamboo Among the Oaks. He currently resides in St. Paul, MN.