New Year’s Poem 1990

Posted by on Jul 7, 2011 in Transitions, Writing | 0 comments

opening into magnetism

you surround whilst pushing me on
I often wonder
if when I die you’ll see me?

when the water opens into
when the dark opens to you
straighter into it

open, you’re open now

I often wonder
if opening I split your head
as you split mine?

(1990)

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