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bread and wine—
this becoming of all
that is broken
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autumn light . . .
outlines of life blur
at the edges
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o lifeblood moon!
you desevour undividering
attractension
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lingering sleep—
blossoms endure
through all this
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autumn tide—
how long is language
on the way back?
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between dates
the dashes that once
had meaning too
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haiku stone—
a lichened epitaph
sketched from life
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threadbare words—
a chill wind bites
into autumn
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all at sea
the moon and I triangulate
the absent
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long white cloud . . .
here coldness comes
from the south
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here comes everyone
globalising images
of autumn
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on our wedding anniversary
one bed
for 360 moons
you and I
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lights out —
shadows on the street
divining stars
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words words words —
always the shortfall
from birdsong
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new moon . . .
a glimpse at nothing
right through it
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wordsmith stone
rewriting (l)intimitations
of mortality
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voices far off . . .
deep in late mountain light
greenness rises
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third-hand smoke
what was never before
becomes the all