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Sun of JuneThis song is called sun of June. Or, / the self-invention of wildflowers. / Or, the sweetened fragrance of the outdoors
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Jun 23, 2018
Day of cicadasLate summer a lofty pause. At work I am absent from myself; from any conviction. The vegetation has reached to its fullest and covers the vision. Memory free of concern. As in the work of nighttime to morning, so memory of other seasons is dimmed. We wish to retreat at length and recline to watch the season's sunset. Not yet the descent into the urgent. A moment sent to you so silent, it is punctuated with the song of cicadas, chyrp of crickets, so nourishing for you have only to lift your eyes to see.
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Sep 4, 2015
UnderseaWhat cloud, dim constellation / you pale moon of deep detachment from the self. / Dark moon undersea, you are unwilling to perform me
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Aug 13, 2015
MoonMoon / Moon-- roughly / the size of a cantaloupe.
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May 30, 2015
After "Lo Fatal"After “lo fatal” / When I read you first I was living in Bergen. / Pretending at translation
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May 30, 2015
Parts 1 and 2**Moon hour** / Waking up, / the streets are with so empty
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May 30, 2015
DowntownI'm with you in the old red mortar and brick, / the city our childhood played out in. / No one can touch
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May 30, 2015
The mathmaticsThere were efforts to sling a steeple around a cloud, / to enclose a smoke ring in a palm, / bring a mountain to a riverbed. They failed.
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May 30, 2015
Ode to GhazalNow that the proper instruments are arranged / his time of inscription nears. / He reads from the last page, backwards there
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May 25, 2015
9th of September, 2014The sudden accumulation of windy days. The hardening off of pondering in and over landscape. The chirrups of crickets carrying last songs outside the bedroom window. The evacuation of moisture and then the foilage coinciding with the bursting air; the downed leaves incidentally.
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Feb 2, 2015
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