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Poems

Winter Words

23 October 2014

2:00 PM

23 October 2014

2:00 PM

Calendar pages:
one scrumpled day
dies in a garden

spun to fools’ gold,
where wind mews
over twigs and bones

at an outhouse door,
black sky sustains
the buoyancy of loss,


dried sap
knots branch to branch,
caging a star

whose variable glance
is light’s tumult
cut to the quick

yet cold to the retina
as once upon a time,
remembered pain.

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