February 2017

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Written by: Stephen Bailey

grassy field
vibrant with
wind's isness

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all day long
Lake Ratapiko laps
a summer lament

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shrove tuesday
my whakapapa stacked
against me

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no moon tonight
for my words to muse on
bare-faced death

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just an apple
scored
beneath a tree

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all about
tundra
defrosting

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finale — 
the wind mumbles on
about bees

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the slow swell
of ripeness into
feijoas

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just this once
and no other

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acid reign
morphing words into
the one ring

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star-gazing
within Salome's
seven veils

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birth cry
the silence around
these words

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quiet now
flesh felt scent
aquiver

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morning light
is my awakening
again stillborn

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still unborn
the weight of light
in his coffin

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trailing off
in a whisper of wish
summer clouds

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breathing out
words of consecration
breathed out

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all the words
ever uttered
tidal flats

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toon world . . .
Mickey and Donald
take the cake

(post US Trump/Pence inauguration)

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dark is life
dark is death
das lied
von der erde

(after Gustav Mahler)

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far away —
the sound of water
filling gaps

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dawn chorus . . .
the theme echoes on
in the dew

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a vast sky —
shards of darkness
hold the whole

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heat wave . . .
a pond shuffles off
its sheen

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dawn vigil . . .
light, in silence,
becomes light

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desolate beach —
loneliness gnaws away
the edges

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somewhere a tv
numbs the sound of nothing —
moonless night

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morning fog —
brushstrokes from a dream
painting light

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traces of dreams . . .
high winds shape cumuli
pregnant with change

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fossil forest —
incoming waves obscure
a distant past