Category: Ancient
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All that seems forever
hill rolls under concrete, skyscrapers, shops, trains, all that seems forever as I climb toward my hotel all that seems forever bends to the hill, rather than the hill bending to it even as the hill shifts its edges, shakes out its cramped spine at will so that all that seems builds its forever in…
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To annotate time
How it is that time moves in pieces that each we must note or touch or somehow move to mind How it is that life is nothing but time that moves forward in pieces we dare not not hold, but rarely even recall or know or grasp How it is that forever is only time…
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My window at night x
my mind goes numb at the look of your shadow, gauze hanging there filtering moonlight reflected off bright clouds and I wonder how far you have come, how long you have waited in your bleak disguise behind this shadow how many hints you have thrown, how many desperate plays you have made in your tireless…
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Wondrous new
O wondrous, wondrous new — stone pressed from green blue, red, gray white fragments appear richer in the sun and water, cool in my palm as I wipe sand away, study your shape, your rough edges now smooth, test your weight, wonder of your old, old start, if there was one at all or if…
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Winter in Frenchtown
If you have visited only in the summer, the weight of snowfall on this strip between the big and little lakes must surprise you. Winter here makes summer seem impossible — children running down dunes with nothing but swimsuits, beach towels tied like a capes, tiny sails on the horizon, or closer, Sunfishes capsizing into…
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Day 30
April is perfect in all conceivable ways apart from the pining separation from November’s divine dark
Poems from in between 