( via / via )

The Sackville-West translation of the Duino Elegies online.

Leery of solid ground;
Fallen, all I have built.
Emerge to catch the little rout
Dwale fireworks send.

Pray that the sheetrock holds,
Hope that the month’s check drops
As monkeyshines entrance the dopes
And age culls skalds.

"Against that policed scarcity of the closed geometrical figure, the green folds of tapestry keep moving."

"wolf moon
a mirage
a sharp cry comes through"

--@poem_exe 12-4-15

Streetlight snow flurries.