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Good River Feeling Bad
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Rivers carry debris until floods release ghosts
So the dead can make deposits and withdrawals
Planks, fallen branches, corpses of fish, fowl, mammals and dreams
Become ghost ships carrying organisms to new destinations
With water as medium the dead and the undead sally forth as equals
Two:
Good River Feeling Bad
Her voice is deep water
Though she’s too shallow ...
Friday 22nd March 2013 6:25 pm
Crocus Buds
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crocus buds burst forth
peep and poke through dunes of white
winter bows to spring
when the sun begins to shine again
life's vital truths made clear at road's end
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Friday 1st April 2011 2:24 am
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