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How ink will help me understand

  How ink will help me understand So long to arrive, stamped FORGOTTEN The pale blue vellum, the dark words Each beautifully formed curlicue, a flourish To assuage long spent terror, tears. The messenger was a page This was hidden … Continue reading

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When will it End?

Pio and Almedo in the rotting courtyard With the game of draughts between them The huge banana palms in greenlit haze From cigars Hypatia brought them Sipping rum and trading whore-stories She better not hear, the big bottom Of all … Continue reading

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Saudade

Saudade She left grapes bluing and blurring Glaucous surfaces with the rose red juices Coagulating in their limpid cells Much as I kissed her, so she goes Here is our oval dinner table Repeating the shining blossoms From the cherry … Continue reading

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O crosses

O crosses The newel post swathed in coats, is skins That long for human frames to walk them Out of doors Once I embraced it tenderly, I swear I felt love from the linty folds The  hard tree beneath How … Continue reading

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Cream of Antimacassar (Ninah)

Cream of Antimacassar (Ninah) When you come to me with your garden shed problems The railway line tracks, and the fact you are marrying A woman who is not me, (yet we will still meet After the honeymoon in Barbados) … Continue reading

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Parfumier

  Parfumier The crushed violets in your drenched hand smell of nothing, the ionone numbs the senses, Like ghosts they cannot wither, being as they are already gone into some nervy hinterland. Josephine, you called me, the shadow on my … Continue reading

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Hymnself

Hymnself I was thinking of visiting you By now you will be mystified by leaves Haunted by squirrels and small slow maggots Fingering and boring into the sainted bark. I feel you in the sunset when the shadows Skitter over … Continue reading

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