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Monday, 14. August 2006

Found Fourth Instant Sher



Her gaze turns outwards From my face to move over The far wall. Never mind, I say to myself, if not Its finger of light, the warmth It throws off is sufficient.

Note: I thought this sher in which I channel myself was lost but "the gaze" I speak of in these lines kept it, and gave it back to me this morning. For this, as one of my fav poems by Adam Zagajewski decrees, I will "praise the mutilated world":

"Praise the mutilated world and the grey feather a thrush lost, and the gentle light that strays and vanishes and returns."

Searching for these lines in my Big Book of Poetry, I discovered I had written two "poems" off and for Adam Z's poetry, one of which I am not ashamed of, and the other being a non-poem. Also, statistically, this is the 435th "poem" archived here.




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