do not underestimatedo not underestimate my love for the seado not underestimate
there was a drift about her. she wandered to and fro at the market, in the square. the legs some sea had given her while she remained on dry land, unable even to swim. it was as if her heart floated on an inner sea. a marker for celestial and material sailors alike.
do not underestimate my love for the sea
ambivalent waves lap at the threshold erasing footsteps of lovers, husbands, sons nearing half a score
i sit brushing hair salty and tangled as kelp asking the sea what more she
must n
the myth of progressionblank page cupped palmthe myth of progression
two hands brush a deer and fawn on a path
if only i knew what else would draw them closer (warm voice, space and silence) how to be gentle
blackthe beginning where all thingsblack
come to be after anticipation
all things encompassed freely
dances of gods, chaotic
accentuating
will and freedom
the dark inside bodies
a line moving in the dark
plays in the light
second farewellmy mother holds another farewell poem from you my other mother she thinks it’s the first but i know i know that the men have taken you they took you before and you worked hard to show me how to protect myself unable to protect yourselfsecond farewell
from them even on the terrazzo floor no matter how you cook for them juicy fried chicken for me, for us, for
the men the white dust they leave behind drank you like just in from the yard iced tea and you alone dry without so many things you long for inside the wood pa
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What's life, without living?
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så länge det finns liv finns det hopp.
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