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Mar 10 · 167
Storks
Boris Mar 10
How shamelessly
these storks mate upon
the church tower
Feb 25 · 132
Guard Dog
Boris Feb 25
Sneaking past
the guard dog I steal
its silence
Feb 7 · 151
Apricot Tree
Boris Feb 7
Like this apricot tree,
I have dressed for spring
prematurely
Feb 4 · 134
City
Boris Feb 4
Low in the city,
my eyes rise over rooftops
to the mountains
Jan 23 · 291
Fat Dog
Boris Jan 23
This fat dog
moves only to doze
in new shade
Jan 21 · 625
Kissed
Boris Jan 21
On the mountain
I am the last kissed goodbye
by the sun
Jan 8 · 220
Rain
Boris Jan 8
The rain
falls and lifts
a fragrance
Dec 2024 · 760
Grey Day
Boris Dec 2024
This grey day
I have not even my shadow
for company
Dec 2024 · 167
Bells
Boris Dec 2024
How mighty is
this breeze that carries
bells up the mountain
Dec 2024 · 87
Hungover
Boris Dec 2024
Noon passes,
and still I am hungover
from that dream
Dec 2024 · 238
Blossoms
Boris Dec 2024
I wonder:
did the blossoms smell
your nose?
Dec 2024 · 91
Wind
Boris Dec 2024
Winter wind,
please stop blowing
my thoughts away!
Dec 2024 · 121
Cork Tree
Boris Dec 2024
Stripped,
the cork tree
blushes
Dec 2024 · 353
Dusk
Boris Dec 2024
This dusk
speaks of everything
I cannot express
Dec 2024 · 80
Mosquito!
Boris Dec 2024
Mosquito!
I envy what you did
to her thighs
Dec 2024 · 228
Magpies
Boris Dec 2024
The magpies
have eaten mulberries—
their **** is purple

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