Winter Was a Friend All Too Kindred

If I have sent for Spring by an ill-advised and troubling letter(without a second thought, forgetting Winter was a friend all too kindred)that wanted all the less dreary flowersand warbled cries of little birds filching seeds,and sprouting trees pushing life into the air from air reformulated,and all the fecund amorousness,purging death’s constant sheering remindersthat Winter …

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The Peak

Up the mountain’s track I went To find my way to home. The peak, it stands seductive, Makes my heart throb and beat. The triangle of its slope – A diagram of being. Draws against gravity Lingering on heights supreme – No more ways to climb. Before death digs your grave And puts you low …

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Escape

Echoing calmly, effortless the wind goes by and makes the day rush on, not in time but in sound, in the hearing of an ear in which the world appears, in the moments shuddering on to a beat, beat, beat, that the brain sets to creep through time and survive; while I notice all this …

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What Has Passed

Rough the flower is when trampled that cannot form the petals round, no more make the scene of beauty, the symbol of renown. But though I love the beauty untouched and pristine, I still see in the broken color a sense somewhat unseen. What is crushed once was full, and what is dead once did …

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Rare Elixir

There are devils in me, and they harshly tread ruining my naive bed. I watch at night the demon wandering by and ask, “When will you take my mask?” I’d surrender it, but the world has horror for the maskless that glower And cease not from anger, dread, and ev’ry burden that none have unladen. …

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