Saturday, June 20, 2015

Aporias

1.
Actually
He likes word games
   Diffident
In the way they circle about
   Starlings in flight
   Or Seraphim.

2.
With sweeping gesture
   Left to right
Hands hang with head
Under the pressing of the sun:
   Weight of doubt
   Or will.

3.
Against open air, tumultuous sea
   Turtle green
The division is nowhere more evident
Where sand meets froth
   Stark, blinding glare
Wind balmed
   Until night.

4.
Cleanliness,
   Next to godliness
The echo of countless schoolmarms
Chiding, chilling - without regret
   Yeah, rather,
   Motherhood.

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