I wrote this Twitter-sized poem on environmental awareness, the mania of cataloging, and our need, as well as the impossibility, to recreate and return to Eden. Have a look: click here
I wrote this Twitter-sized poem on environmental awareness, the mania of cataloging, and our need, as well as the impossibility, to recreate and return to Eden. Have a look: click here
breakfast-
a hen gathers her chicks
under her wings
cold snap -
a stray dog bares his teeth
at the wind
waxing gibbous
this catfish stays
in the deepest pool
quay dawn
twelve cats waiting
for the fishing boat
bare tree
in its core dreams
of apples
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