after Celan
— for the deaths of many
Beginningless– a kindof, what? terrible patienceperhaps, content to turneach again into the green milkof daybreak, that evening cloud,sips it at midday, voiceor choice of ever that night.
[…]
in mem. Norman O. Brown (1913-2002)
A longer sunset, orthat water edge againwhose light not exactly frightened,I suppose, but something wasn’t . . .well enough remembered, as . . .
You see the bird. You listenthough you do not understand, andeach song quietly. […]
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dandelions & crabgrass
together– almost summer
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the ox stands alone
in our neighbours’ yard.
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watching
glow-flies or pieces
of this quiet night
~ Allan Brown
Allan Brown’s work first appeared on blueskiespoetry in December, 2008. His 20th volume of poetry, the on-line chapbook Sentences (Coracale Press), appeared in January, 2009.
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counting the branches
& blossoms together–
counting again
[after Basho]
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the wind suddenly–
how many leaves
in the air?
[…]
Two or three days after December solstice — near enoughanyway to be able to notice the lengthening day and day again,the places it gets to. Somewhere out of the way of lastyear’s extensions, forays and tributary meanderings; ora moment, it may be, through/of the heron-plucked sunbranchwas it? […]
