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Leslie Philibert
Poems
Dec 2019
The Search
(for Daniel Philibert)
he is lost, he got lost
your room of milk glass
no longer refracts a ghost;
you are stone, part of a mountain,
eyeless on a cool green bed
unseen and unspoken, now saintly
sparrow-***** and clockwork driven,
you raced with short pace against
the old horse of ice and morning
and the lottery of gravel and slipping;
now I have two weights of good and bad,
two wet eyes, a long look upwards;
sleep over, sleep tight, wait.
Written by
Leslie Philibert
63/M/Germany
(63/M/Germany)
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