‘I am looking for sunlight’
I saw your world begin
A night of dawns
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Mountains, valleys, rivers merge
The land hides itself
in landscape
The day’s form buried in my eye
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Water, water song
my body flows with
thoughts and blood
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I love shaking the bones in your arm
the humerus, radius and ulna.
Some people have such bones –
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People can think about you even when they can't see you.
Remember this the next time your cowardice comes
To wind you down.
Upholstery doesn't make you a better person
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Irresistibly changing.
I was silly in my mind. A mistake. At first being a child and then trying to be something else
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Any girl could seal his poems
with her lips; he would call a poem about her 'Anna
and the Green Jug' -
it's all in the motion, the flux:
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Everyone accepts.
~*~
Someone tells a story comparable
to any that's happened.
~*~
A language that survives
not being understood.
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August
and the white lilies are born
with me.
By day I am carving men in stone;
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Because of his deafness
he misses the fighting of the cats
(on the stairs). What else
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