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The Movement of Hands

The moon is where now? I have forgotten to look. Time has tied itself To the movement of your hands On a keyboard in the night.

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A Cold Wind

I know of others said to be better poets, Who claim to speak clearly and truly of everything; Whose eyes, they say, fall on mountains or rivers And see always the shape of the lips that urge them To freedom, … Continue reading

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When Frost Settles

I was born in the autumn And, though I hold no wishes Nor illusions of rebirth, I do like to wake early On these days when frost settles Heavy and white on the grass In the morning with the geese … Continue reading

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Spin

Whenever light is dim, there is always The sound of crows confabulating. Mornings are different from evenings only By old accidents of spin direction. If all atoms were of reverse polarity, The soles of our shoes would still grow thinner. … Continue reading

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Someday

Someday the persistent illusion I suffer— that an I exists—will cease to exist.

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Two Tankas in July The dunes open here A river’s expectant mouth Warm tongue unfurling Into the heat of the day Fresh water frenches the sea —- Full moon sinking slow Over the west river’s marsh Light leaking softly To … Continue reading

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The Spring Wind Cannot

Midnight in mid-June, Lilacs heavy in the air. I bare my neck now, But the spring wind cannot find All the places your lips touched.

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