Triparshva:
A Long Way Home
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who knows
where
this icy moon will lead --
a long way home
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rachel |
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my flower
bed
could use a quilt of snow
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jon-ray |
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fizzing gently
in the bathroom:
gin and Alka-Seltzer
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rachel |
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the rumors
spread
that such and such is ...
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jon-ray |
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little lambs
cavort
as well they ought
on picture postcards
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rachel |
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a dew drop
lensing
rhapsodies of green
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jon-ray |
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light
your chillum
rock your splay toed feet
you mad mad monk
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jon-ray |
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dzap
dzabba zooom
the ghost of New Orleans
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rachel |
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viscous
in the heat
a ceiling fan
to stir the hours
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jon-ray |
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what
God has joined
let no man put asunder
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rachel |
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imagining
the muzzle flash
his catamitic smile |
jon-ray |
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nothing
but disgust
at Wilde's retraction |
rachel |
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oriental
epigrams
these trifles
that are called 'haiku'
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jon-ray |
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the
falling leaves:
a childless couple scampers
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rachel |
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arpeggio:
above the serried rooftops
autumn moon
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jon-ray |
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a
carbonised potato
in the ash
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rachel |
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our alchemist
insists
he always has
been fond of lead
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rachel
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Bay
Watch beauties
glimmer in the sun
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jon-ray |
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how
wonderful -
here's half a dozen poets
that agree!
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rachel
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nuthatches
and creepers
quicken with the sap |
jon-ray |
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cherry
blossom
clinging
to the undertaker's hat |
rachel
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so
that's the promise:
death and resurrection
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jon-ray |
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Composed
via email 2nd June 2005 - 4th November 2005.
Renju:
Rachel Joyne (UK) and Jon-Ray Leech (Bar)
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