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not this tree, no!
here the abstract shadow
of winter trees
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my daughter
has them too
eyes piercing blue
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in winter wind
all that's left of me
escapes me
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traced in the wind
the trails of my daughter's
autistic bent
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i.m. Jane Reichhold
filling in
between fragment and phrase
an empty space
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it unfolds
from its grip of green
what it always was
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between breaths
I bear the likeness still
of what the mist conceals
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turning a new leaf
I rewrite my steps away
from the Basho
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not yet dead
a novelist adjusts
his dustjacket
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after rain
soundlessness rises
from the leaves
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black sea-shore
my homage overspent
in the west
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bobbing through dreams too
a refined savagery
that seem to be words
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one haiku
is never enough . . .
winter rain
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signs of spring . . .
seedlings coil tightly
down under
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just like that
a post-war ploughshare
in the flesh
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waning moon –
this failure to let go
of language
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spring creepers –
once again death swept
under the carpet
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divine silence –
cross-hair of words strained
between stars
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unseasonal words –
earth becomes seized by
its climacteric
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the long silence –
tell-tale signs hand-palm
my meninges
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stillness
snatched from the beak
of a hummingbird
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with the wind
images of old friends
birds and clouds
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when I name it
what is it you see?
your absence
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last embers –
light swaying between
me and not-me
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winter ends –
I am slowly weathered
into whiteness
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cold war –
will and want shadowed
on the walls
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preamble to a eulogy
preamble
to a eulogy
winter rain
::
win
ter
rain
a loss
of breath
in
when words
fail
::
out
of breath
i am
not i
cing
my hymn
of praise
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- Category: August 2016
filling in
between fragment and phrase
an empty space