Wednesday, October 30, 2024

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Elegy of Fortinbras.

"the weight
of this moment
alone
a red leaf zigzags
to the muddy ground"

--@ericcoliu

Nearby house blown up by Israel. (via @mosababutoha)

acorn-strewn alleyway · under my tires crunch
resting rollercoaster · high where ravens wheel
plain in Plutolight · only what's plundered
  & spars against the sky

my jalopy joust · jewel-like pickle
or kettle of fish · keeps finding
further twists · to twig all aghast
  & spars against the sky

Meanwhile in Valencia. (via @jorie_graham)

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