Leslie Philibert Poems

Take the pace out of step,
the black beetle crunches over gravel,
a block of ice, stupid silence
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Hard as an empty factory, a sea of glass
eaves brown with rust and first rain

squares of light oblongate through broken panes
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nearing time

a ring of stars told me the future is
the sea that you try to grasp with your
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the darkness pumps steps
down smoke streets, burning
light features the
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The fruit trees have not been baptised
children`s souls in limbo, in mist

Cold green fruit hangs in the rain,
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Granite; dark with quartz
And royal with feldspar
Polished with stars and ghosts
Its brother marble,
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Stolen the faces of lost children
they are as old as frost and oak.
Creeping under the thin wind
they wail at the bitten moon.
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Blessed are the prepositions;
for they shall inherit the word.

Each syllabic chain, every comma,
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My heart is as big as a London Bus
Some buy a ticket; some travel free
For all there are seats right next to me
My heart is as big as a London Bus
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Seaweed to scare you,
septic green, triangles
of a half ship failed,
full of salt and tide,
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