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expanding night . . .
the sound of a morepork
between stars
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pre-dawn chill . . .
backwash from night's flotilla
of dreams
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at year's end . . .
already the marbling
of her skin
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night winds . . .
the ones that blew
in childhood
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summer stream —
does the mayfly in mating
know why?
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fossil forest —
incoming waves obscure
another past
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a blue rinse
of withering clouds . . .
wind from the west
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ancient garden . . .
a slug retraces the glow
of its path
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before dawn . . .
a pilgrim among mangroves
sighing mist
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new year leap . . .
the sound of water
near and far
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these traces of dreams . . .
high winds shaping cloud layers
of indifference
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summer rose —
the fire of its bloom
within its scent
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morning fog —
the brushstrokes of a dream
painting day
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a tv somewhere
numbing the sound of nothing —
moonless night
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rainforest . . .
traces of a butterfly
incensing shadows
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her ankles . . .
the path into the mist
so endless!
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first light . .
darkness trickles away
with the dewfall
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nether dreams —
a noke worm beating
about the bush
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desolate beach —
silence gnaws away
at the edges
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night maneuvers —
arching over old boulders,
a river of dreams
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plumb line —
the poet aims each word
for the heart
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less than
one hundred gourds . . .
space to dream
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now and then . . .
chimney smoke curling
through branches
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storm front . . .
feverish fingers
letting loose
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thick mist ...
within it a wanderer
chasing phantoms
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after the feast
the quality of odour
is unrestrained
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ginko walk —
an urban poet
musing through sewers
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fart wars —
goose-stepping explosions
between their legs
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lightning storm!
the time between fart
and fragrance
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ill winds . . .
stale farts rehearsing
day's decay