Crystal Korzinsky Chambers Poems

Contrary, this mark I make
To write is error, I bid -
Mistake! Keeping on hand a
Feeling, neigh? Give others
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The spirit swims in
shallow beds made
by torrents of tides
whetting rocks, swirled inland.
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I know what madness is.
When I am up and
You are up but to each other down.
When ceiling walls and
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Mercy, how heaven holds the hopeful at bay
Granting entrance to warblers with pending invitation.
Though holders are less worthy than most;
The golden aura bathes their sins in blinding
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Inebriated, I look in the mirror
Wondering how old I am.
Have I lived before? How long ago?
How many times? How well then to now?
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The Kindly Meal


His small wooden table
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Inebriated

Inebriated, I look in the mirror
Wondering how old I am.
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Bringing a penumbra on white
like trees on winter snow
my shadow lends the nature
not physical, but seen
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Perched on pads, against
azure velvet swaying
with universal song,
firey saphire brilliance
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drowned in a pool of violet
the windows pour forth invisible echos
the leaking panes - my decrepit house-
leaking against a flooding ocean.
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