Saturday, February 20, 2016

Best to "emulate snow and mist"*


Oracle of doubt -

Best merge
With the sun
At midnight,

Cut back
My calendar of roses,

Fang away 
The many
Tortures,

Wedge words 
Down
Beneath the ruthless edge
Of mossy mortars,

Sink
The vociferous 
Desire
So jetsam floats,

Silence
Of diamonds
Makes more,

Scattering
Me to the boreal,

Best to"emulate snow and mist".*



*quote from Neruda's 'Ode to a morning in Stockholm'.








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