Sunday, February 28, 2010

untitled

the tale end of winter:
by degrees barely endurable
ascending
into air and light again,
out of the trenches

roadside snowbank layers shift
according to the tilting axis
and reveal amongst the leaden sediments
signs of passage:
things we lost

subduction:
as those same degrees at planetary pace
reveal the grim debris,
the earthquake-strewn, down along the fault lines
down in summer's ruins
low in the latitudes

the light shines in a bottle
(and the darkness does not overcome it)
one warms his hands over a burning barrel
(or a burning bush)
we dig away the filth that blurs our souls
we yearn

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