Sunday, July 30, 2017

Atlas Poetica, Number 28, June 2017

Ryuka Sequence:


Calamus


butterfly sang
the high descant to his tenor . . .
after he clipped her wings,
only sorrow on her tongue

last night I dreamed
you were perched upon my shoulder . . .
today, this feather
as dark as your eyes

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