immersed
in clear water
my feet
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bread and wine—
this becoming of all
that is broken
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crushed down
the olive branch
of sonship
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almost full
this rite of passage
by moonlight
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autumn light . . .
outlines of life blur
at the edges
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leaf fall
head over heels
with the mundane
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autumn tones—
panning eternity
from all this
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all this
what is it
the word
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o lifeblood moon!
you desevour undividering 
attractension
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russet leaves—
a dream in spring
awakens
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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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weathered nude—
the sculptor hidden
in no sound
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birdsong
where words end
once spent
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empty words become me

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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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my child!
red ochre stensils
such hands
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dark rain—
an ache of worms
inch for me
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rusting leaves—
I hear the static
of my absence
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all at sea
the moon and I triangulate
the absent
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a blue moon absorbed in singularity

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full of grace
a crucible 
of moon flesh
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birdsong
raising alarm bells
about me
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holding fast the blur of grief

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fruitless!
neonicotinoids
take their toll
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new moon —
stars speak to me
in braille
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sea and sky 
edge around
seems of colour
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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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in the towns 
the rusting debris
of empire
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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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loose-leafed light —
dreams of empire
rot below
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light alight 
the ash of words
inscaped
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womb-dark
the stillbirth
of light
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wafer moon
between his fingers
a wormhole
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new moon
at one with
the night
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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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exacerbating this nowness of words

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breathless
in the dark silence
of 3 am
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a fall! a fall!
haiku momentum lost
in Latin
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voices far off . . .
deep in late mountain light 
greenness rises
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of morning
the best of what was
in a word
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shooting stars
my sights skew
inwards
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old age —
cave drawings move
on the wall
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third-hand smoke
what was never before
becomes the all
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