March 2013
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- Written by: Stephen Bailey
the milky way . . .
nothing more than
a vague fragrance
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stars, hide your fires
let not light see my dark
and deep desires
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possum freeze . . .
night seals its shadow
to the road
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through the night
death's chess pieces storm
my refuge
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autumn dawn —
why this struggle to rise
from sleep's embrace?
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fish weigh-in . . .
the sea's iridescence
tips the scales
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idly, a sparrow
deposits its daily stool
on my bread
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ancient pond . . .
shafts of moonlight angling
through the depths
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lengthening shadows —
through the paschal mysteries
an earthbound seedwing