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walking home with a half
moon
shadows of Tisza Lajos
Utca, Szeged
for Fenyvesi Anna
the street is longer
coming back
balmy October early yet
they say Jupiter is closer
now
all day’s hammering now
ceased
the bark occasional and
trudge
I’m walking off the
catfish soup
it’s all the foliage
casting
makes intricate of light
reminds us of much to
mourn
somewhere a rooftile falls
cats scatter
who will live such shadows?
we are with the gone again
home and far
nobody ever flew on a
broom
but there were some who burned
here
it feels like the past yet
with us
an incandescence over all
the stillness of paint
the memory of wires
connecting
someone climbs their
stairs inside
we won’t hear so far
there’s so much complicated
love to this
and then, well, here we
are
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