Daily Archives: July 22, 2016

Poem – Ice Eden

There is a Land that’s Lost, Moon waxes in its Reeds, and all that’s turned to frost with us, burns there and sees. It sees, for it has Eyes, Earths they are, and bright. Night, Night, Alkalis. It sees, this … Continue reading

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Poem – I Hear 

I hear, the Axe has flowered, I hear, the Place is un-nameable, I hear, the Bread, that looks on him, heals the Hanged-Man, the Bread, his Wife baked for him, I hear, they name Life our sole Refuge. 

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Poem – I can Still See You 

I can still see you: an Echo, to be touched with Feeler- Words, on the Parting- Ridge. Your face softly shies away, when all at once there is lamp-like brightness in me, at the Point, where most painfully one says … Continue reading

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Poem – Crystal 

not on my lips look for your mouth, not in front of the gate for the stranger, not in the eye for the tear. seven nights higher red makes for red, seven hearts deeper the hand knocks on the gate, … Continue reading

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