Mirko Bonné Poems

Felicita, what a stroke of luck, but what if nothing pleases you
anymore? You don't care for great leaps and bounds
and yet, hardly due, you are a case in point,
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Thank you stars thank you non-fiction thank you
when the cyclop unlids his eye
in summer nights and school forms
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Your heart goes out cold in cold into a cold world.
Scales on shoulders, like an amphibian we can lurch,
unusually tired animal. A warming riddle,
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It would explain the sandy path,
the rutted tracks
shining in the dusk,
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With green hooves came trotting,
over the moraine's hunchback,
the weather. And the weather,
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Trees, scents,
life insurances
wander across the tables.
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In the meantime
it was winter
and close
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Go
strangely
without leaving, without arriving
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Sleeps for all the world to see
so inspire me with a phrase
perhaps
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