Tags
2015, 4*, ageing, aimless, breeze, buttress, chestnut tree, compromise, earth, emergence, grass, growth, leaf, life, reaching, thinking, time, tree, trunk, vertical, wisdom
sweet chestnut
I have
long
since
shifted the earth apart
imperceptible for grass, now,
to grow unknowing, so new;
I have
forgotten
what it’s like to emerge
without design, and have
grown buttresses for so long
they have twisted to comprise;
the trunk
of upward
direction
that I reach from aimlessly
with diminishing wisdom
to a top leaf shifting between
the air
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breeze wormhole: humm
compromise wormhole: just saying, is all VII: // `spolitical
emergence wormhole: AT-tennnnnnnn – waitfrit waitfrit – SHUN!
life wormhole: and // do your ears burn red?
thinking wormhole: looking back over the tack / and jibe of my life I / notice there is / a fetch // after all … / but certainly not / where I had planned / or where I thought / I’d been
time wormhole: for / the first time