shimon weinroth Poems

death is part of life
who so brave to hazard
a peek, at this antinomy,
if time is circular,
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allegro non tropo and me
I sat beside the electronic ocean
soon others joined
to see
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how I wish I knew,
what it is, that teaches me to to do,
all those things I have learned
and pass them on
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old and fashioned or biologically adept

familiarity is cozy
but in the end,
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we invented time
to explain our place
and measure space
by events of consequence,
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feelings of before hover,
cloud, smog up, blurring,
bowing to the past
cover the halls of now
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anoxyiac atmosphere,
anastasia metaphors,
polluted the body anemic,
leaking pain,
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trill of whooperwill
or some wayward bird,
upon my window sill
what a thrill, I am
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