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| illustration by Samantha Hughes © |
in
our courtly disappearances
before
lords and ladies
between
trees and grass root delve
a
slow carve of time
stays
against the rocks
watching
stars and satyrs
reasons
for patience, sure
of
what cyclical movement does
to
shapes, masses and weights
and
things, church comes to dinner for
gravity
is said to stay past bed time
knowing
what the smell of fire means
we
can no longer say
anyone's
name
out
loud anymore
our
dreams, drunk too
are
different fantasy books
made
to look like
each
of our picture parades
every
archetypal commonality
we
repeat, wash and rinse again
when
at first, we can't see
the
laud and the knee
EJR
©
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