Monday, June 16, 2014

Inner Landscape

the dog carried it for example
the it being a special kind of
easel I needed for my work

that kind of obscure reference
inexcusable yet reveals what
might be an inner landscape

France first not this reality
on the frontier of a vanished
nowhere never meant to be

accepting the premise I go on
living forward as if the past
were only fodder for a book

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