May 2012
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moonlit trail ...
he tracks the centre-line
of a Möbius strip
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wounded sky ...
dawn fingers open
the night
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passing clouds ...
still not the same ones
as yesterday
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folding light—
my words turn in
before hers
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wordless dirge—
reality breezes in
on a chill wind
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funeral wake ...
fitting together once more
each missing piece
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autumn dusk ...
my shadow loosens
its grip
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autumn dusk ...
the descent of light
into its past
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along this path
loneliness rustles
its brushstrokes
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autumn night ...
from across the abyss
a morepork's reply
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too personal!
this body of mine
breaking down
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this emptiness
being filled only
with a morepork's call
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autumn days
delirious
with rust
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autumn dusk ...
the sun flashes off
falling leaves
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centering himself
the laughing child in me
pisses in the snow
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frost at dawn ...
the delicacy of light
melting dreams
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pine harvest ...
a monk prays beneath
tonsured hills
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bastard offspring
of cherry blossoms—
unpetalled words
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into the shadows
of hand-written pages
autumn dusk
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autumn path ...
the abandonment of leaves
splayed out
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sudden rain ...
autumn clouds unravel
around me
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cold season—
tissues masquerade
as sandpaper
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night prayer—
some bird counterpoints
the cantor's silence
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autumn dusk ...
light gives birth
to moons
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incoming fog ...
through the crosshairs of love,
an albatross
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the volcanic life lived calmly