Showing posts with label passing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label passing. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Singing in My Difficult Mountains
Helot for what time there is
In the baptist hegemony of death.
For what time there is summer,
Island, cornice. Weeping
And singing of what declines
Into the earth. But of having,
Not of not having. What abounds.
Amazed morning after morning
By the yielding. What times there are.
My fine house that love is.
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