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The definition of a love knot




One phrase joins and licks at the next
Which is also the start
Of an infinite loop, an unending test
5 am tea in the dark.

As the routine ignites again
I tie up my robe,
forgetful of socks, untrained
To notice my cold.

Swirling love knot patterns
With milk in morning tea
I imagine you touch my forearm,
But it’s just first sunbeams.

Knot winds around to eat its own tail
Please no more dark when morning unveils.




Gorman







Gorman

doe-skinned mountains meet
sunglasses with light pink frames
i lift my eyes back up from sleep
california wilds untamed.

Si jeunesse savait, si vieillesse pouvait
fluorescent field-flowers writhe
under the wind, dance like Salomé,
impressed, we take to hills and climb.

out of breath and burning gasps,
your hands create effortless rings
we settle deep into tall, dry grass
warm-and-pink light trawls, haloing.

between these hills, rivers, ravines
i look for something clean.