1.5.20
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leaflight 
a dance with the old
bones 
in Groundhog Year
for Jean Kent
(towards our conversation)
look into day 
go unseen – here! 
Nietzsche’s hundred
pockets
every mad step
inspired
plenty of life
not enough lives! 
plague at the gate 
I have called it
forever
now it comes catching
the clock 
I promise I won’t look
green thought, green
shade
by blade and later
leaf it
socks worn through 
why worry?
in person with the
petal 
and underwing 
swing by 
I love a branch
impeded view 
keep the tree
sweep far off
in rounds 
and kid ourselves a
garden
(doctors will find
them in us as well) 
sunbright 
wind to its old tricks
weather and it comes
to seasons
everyone is rising
here 
everyone lays low 
a Mr Lincoln whiff
that red
look around 
in air and under all about
and ask myself 
where is that music (?)
day makes of me 
forget the world,
remember this self 
here where I am at
home 
 

 
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