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First Love

I stood at the verge of history
Gazing at your visage ripple to a smile
The lass that I swam towards that fated day
Who fossilized inside my rib-cage… 39 more words



Влюбвиизъяснениеберлину — старинный способ

Стихосложения, ряд строк не длинных,

Как будто бы идешь вдоль Неглинной,

И веришь в то, что добредешь до берегов.

Удар без слов вне грёз желанных,


Roses and Honey

Here is a revision of a poem I wrote last year. I don’t think it’s quite finished. It was pretty loose and free when I first wrote it, which doesn’t bother me, but I wanted to take it into a more mythic rhythm, if I could. 475 more words



Sometimes it seems
As though the valley were the
The mountain-peak the valley

Sometimes it seems
That to arrive at the valley
I must first arrive at the mountain-peak… 85 more words


Wisp yonder light

Hairs on my neck

Blown down

Reached from soils

Orange juice on the rooftop

Green muscles and yams

Fussing drawing dirt

Floating around spinal column… 33 more words


Sage strapping

holding face;

long hand gathering

minutes for the hour,

as lips blow out

candles till dawn.


meant to be

My heart has been broken

but fear not, I shall spare you from the fool.

I will not spill a word.

I shall not,

I will not… 216 more words