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The Matter Of The Heart


Piece of our shattered new moon
one of our untold names of love
murmurate across the sky
this day and that for this one and that one 
who have a view
but for now settle in my tree
common garden variety
plain brown coat
your movements obscured
in leaves and leaf shadows
your stillness declares
approval of my thin-drawn lines
your movements obscured
in leaves and leaf shadows
alert companions in a further tree
for myself there is no lesson to learn
I record words that arrive
let them fly directly to my own.

 

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Boy Without A Story ►

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