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Jan 8 · 166
Rain
Boris Jan 8
The rain
falls and lifts
a fragrance
Dec 2024 · 698
Alone
Boris Dec 2024
This grey day
I have not even my shadow
for company
Dec 2024 · 112
Bells
Boris Dec 2024
How mighty is
this breeze that carries
bells up the mountain
Dec 2024 · 55
Hungover
Boris Dec 2024
Noon passes,
and still I am hungover
from that dream
Dec 2024 · 194
Blossoms
Boris Dec 2024
I wonder:
did the blossoms smell
your nose?
Dec 2024 · 69
Wind
Boris Dec 2024
Winter wind,
please stop blowing
my thoughts away!
Dec 2024 · 86
Cork
Boris Dec 2024
Stripped,
the cork tree
blushes
Dec 2024 · 329
Dusk
Boris Dec 2024
This dusk
speaks of everything
I cannot express
Dec 2024 · 59
Mosquito!
Boris Dec 2024
Mosquito!
I envy what you did
to her thighs
Dec 2024 · 199
Magpies
Boris Dec 2024
The magpies
have eaten mulberries—
their **** is purple

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