A fugue
The branches are bare outside my window.
It has been many days since we slept here.
I try not to watch
the little hand move through the day.
The branches are bare.
Outside my window I see stars begin to form.
They mark another day
gone since we slept here. I try not to measure
these mornings I don’t wake in his […]
Filed under: Andrea McKenzie by akublik Date 11 February, 2008
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The sea moved in waves
small and large
walking along a winding path
I passed a woman
grooves engraved in her skin
a scarf
grazing her wrinkled forehead
She stopped her work
the smoke from the bonfire clouding her way
but she still smiled and bowed
Ohayo gozaimasu
Ohayo gozaimasu
We exchanged
on a route, abandoned and old,
the sea its companion
the students and teachers sent to an ancient […]
Filed under: Sonia Saikaley by akublik Date 7 February, 2008
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The Vanebridges showed up for the dinner-party,
uninvited, & late. Virgil nearly brought this up
in front of his guests, but merely retired to the
empty coat-room. He hid underneath the coats,
alongside the blackened pot roast. The two spoke
in code; they hid together a lot. Hayward would
later peel away the coats & rescue his lover, but
for now, […]
Filed under: Ryan Bird by akublik Date 4 February, 2008
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