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The mighty river
hits slime-covered rocks—rhythmically—
and, in love with the goblin-spirit,
waits for ecstasy,
then, falls—majestic and turbulent—
into the calmer valley, disappears as it
winds through the forest, thus,
like a gypsy, claims all the
world as its home.
first published in Domicile
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The shadows deepen as
dusk enters the cooling forest.
The man and his woman
court a labored breath, stopping to kiss,
then groping beneath loosened garments,
entering a world of seekers
oblivious to the coming frost.
Paw prints, off to the north, engraved
in shining moss, and two deer
sniff silent air, toe dampened soil.
A squirrel settles lonesome in the leaves.
Trees turn black.
First published in Domicile
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