May 2012

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Written by: Stephen Bailey

a moth sails
the widening gyre ...
candle flame

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moonlit night ...
the mottling of goose bumps
on her thighs

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wordless poem ...
birdsong brings relief
to my longing

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unfolding
from a crumpled bed
this aftertaste

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howling winds
gnash at tossing dreams ...
sea debris

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shooting season ...
a refuge of ducks
lower their sights

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autumn sky ...
celebrating
cloud masses

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after the dew
sunrise ravishes
the rose

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youthful blush ...
Oh! Celia, Celia,
Celia shits!

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autumn love ...
moonlight silences
the rumpled bed

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dawn maiden ...
the long day's journey
into night

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spring storm ...
the river of stars
flooding her

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fifth Sunday ...
silence wells up
in the clouds

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greengages—
sweetness ripples
her lips

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river fog—
he opens his poem
to silence

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swelling clouds
brood detachedly
over death -
the life that escapes
from my every pore

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a child places
a finger to her lips—
God whispers

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Easter joy ...
even more closely
out of reach

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perigee moon
brightly prophesying
the death of stars

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autumn morn ...
light grows crisp
underfoot

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dew drops
tracing the filaments
of dreams

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nonchalant
the cat grooms itself ...
cesium rain

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for tonight
let us all be dying ...
radiant cloud

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by moonlight
lovers' fingers mesh
into dreams

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forsaking pines
Ferdinand learns
something else

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pining
for Basho ...
the pines

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haiku school ...
mistaking the pine
for bamboo

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out of stillness,
the fragrant piping
of heaven

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on the edge—
a world of pain embraces
the universe

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open eyes ...
may my heart pound
when day breaks