18.vii.21
563
2.198
new leaf old leaf
dawn’s headlights
and now no turning
woken with the words
(some will say given
I will say earned)
though while I was gone
the planet did
bronze effigy bright
worn from time
it’s a new world every
day
and self fresh coined
unlike these words
pick up where found
passed breath to breath
–
kind of resuscitation
certain things
the authorities
have confiscated at the
border
Lethe-lamps, dutiable
items
you can see where the
idea is from
I may not always come
into the light
but I know that I will
go back
ask who was that one
yesterday
lay on the bed till I rose
left this last
impression
on which I improvise
demandu, kiu estis tiu hieraŭ
kuŝu sur la lito ĝis mi leviĝos
lasis ĉi tiun lastan impreson
sur kiu mi improvizas
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