apples, fall

i saw you flower in the spring of this particular year, the nurturer's air rushing in as if from bellows and beneath the tree from which you hung, the grass beginning its rise to the goddess i stayed away from the tree, and from you, for various stretches of time, although you spied me most days when i came to fetch the children, who were out in the back field thundering in...

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the girl who dreamt of the exploding sun

the girl who dreamt of the exploding sun regards her moon in a temper of mutation and solitude, singing about a day or two not long ago when love's lifting wing left her on a diver's ledge a wail to the stars has caused her temporary blindness, so she bleeds from her eyes until the salt in them returns in a melancholy flow down onto her hands, her lap, the floor and...

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my witness moon

my tempest purity, my witness moon, you've devoured me and my pale armor; plundering me, my pastoral monarch, my wild testimony, rending my sea. outside my window, on this day, the harvest epoch continues with plaited rains, lashing the barn and drenching the fields while i roam my hallways to your chime. flecked with joy and crowned with cascades of laughs, you came into...

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