Poem 2015/3

that brief moment of stillness       the plane lands

into city lights       I may be some time

silently slipping between tall bookshelves with my pack

in the poetry room Allen watches me       spill ink

whisperers come and go       sometimes books

loaded with poems       the old table has wheels

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Poem 2015/2

all the raindrops

hanging on the line

here comes the sun

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Poem 2015/1

a magpie calls

from under the house

it’s drizzling

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What is this? (the image)

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Hiatus

loading
the old pack again:
one more trip

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Poem 2014/50

reckoner
and on this song
I run

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Poem 2014/49

drinks with the old groundsman       who goes there?

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Poem 2014/48

dawn clouds rush towards me… a black bird flicks its tail

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Poem 2014/47

dinner conversation
splits, converges, splits…
old friends

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Poem 2014/46

serenaded
by Beethoven’s ninth
speaker phone

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