Tuesday, December 09, 2014

hierotopia



This is my fortress unfettered:
the sighs of a thousand dreamers.
Allow a measure of cadence,
and the world becomes unbroken.

When a leaf falls, I see snow.
And with each one of its branches,
ice crystal forms a water tree
sprouting diamond-faceted leaves.

A bright river in a dark month:
aurora in its velvet dance.
Shall I light this candle for you,
or close my eyes and meet you there?









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when trees as gilded as bees

Above the 61st parallel, the colors of Autumn mark our parting with the bees, and the last days of real warmth. I had begun to transl...

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