Monthly Archives: April 2019

Bomb

They dug up another bomb in Frankfurt today.The flowing clouds never blinked nor pausedand neither do we.We pack our bags like we’re heading off on an adventure,not scared in the slightest,but I back up my work just in caseand carry … Continue reading

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The Egret

On the day she diedan egret flew low over our heads,each feather sharply shadowedon its snow-carved wings. There are pieces of her in me.The one-sided heat of a gas fireand the patina on her teaspoons. The particular cold of a … Continue reading

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New Rites

My place is empty and my duties undone.Other people must phone the florist,scour for photos and pick out the nicest blousesfrom the wardrobe, the ones she liked best.Where am I? Don’t accuse me of running.I am not running, I amwalking, … Continue reading

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