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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