27 March 2010


Outremer 3/27

Breath comes in huffs
Hands run quickly over stone
This turbulent circle withing a circle
Footsteps on cobblestones
Sideways glances
Puffs of air cloud windows
Armory of second thoughts
Stones with their messages on birds
The floating down of motes
Hands slice shafts of light
Violent motions in empty space
In an empty square in the outer sea
Large bodied and throwing against himself

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