Armadillo Poet Poems

[A phantasmagoria of Fate]
or
‘In a station of the metro
The apparition of the faces in the crowd
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{memento mori,
memento...
flight}
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'and what of love? '

Love is
the red of
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'All in a row they hurried, scurried
scaring feather out of snow'

LopLop sits upon her thrall
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Lightnings, and it thunders

The gods delight by knowing
people beneath them cow
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On an uneventful day
the newsman said:
'A small plane was upturned by a dust-devil'
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I give to her a gift;
wrap her feet in lizard skins:

'Their scales keep your feet cool
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Neither desolation by drought
Nor deluge of sea winds
Can break the will of a seed-to sprout.
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And as for things
Living in water
Do they fear drowning?
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A violent mute long expelled to the hills
Seeing once a multitude around a teacher
Witnessed miracles performed
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