Poem 6154

high moon

in the frail light

a sick friend‘s garden

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Poem 6156

high moon

the mouse unshadowed

where the ripe fig fell

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Poem 6155

high moon

the whimper of a nightmare

in the child‘s turn

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Poem 6153

high moon

pulls at the driftwood

shared with the sea

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Poem 6152

high moon

the grandchild at the window

tracing some stars

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Poem 6151

high moon

following the train

the bridge‘s silence

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Poem 6150

high moon

the cruise-ship berthed

in party lights

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Poem 6149

high moon

the windmill retching

tastes of the earth

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Poem 6148

high moon

the city drains

uncorking their odours

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Poem 6147

high moon

another strawberry

Laurel‘s tongue

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