What you say
could very well
Now you have seen the elephant and heard
from an ex-student who blogs an elegy
to his lost left leg (his transfemoral amputation),
and a friend (you visit him in emergency)
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You are seething; I am worried.
We have read the Greek myths.
This anger of yours feels like
a distant thunderclap
I take a straw broom to the damp leaves on the side path.
The concrete pavers are stained and dirty as they have been
for much of the year. Stooping allo More
What’s missing from this floor?
The furniture, but also the reason
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Is this not running wild?
Silk-white ashes of dream and film
nerve into drama −
into darkness More
How likely is it that the fellas who have
moved onto a place down the loop, who
are bricking their crossover, are named
Comatos and Lacon? That they have
In winter the garden
like the back of our mind
a faint young sun.More