28 06 21

snow falls through moon light
smile on the moon
enchantment returns
i am on the moon
twinkling reflections

a horse neighs an organ plays
looks like it
the balloon ascends
my father is killed by a sack of sand
it’s just something i was thinking of

ballast’ i write in the answer
smoke blows through
the flakes of snow
moonsnow flames
it can be no plainer

« Poetry Now »
Collected Poems
Carcanet 2003
p. 106
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