Untitled VI.

You are not a street among crowds. I write to you because You are a sweet something, Hatched from nothing, A beginning contained in another, That knows you do not end in yourself. Never be less than you are. Remember that real love soars On lifted hearts, Scrapes your boots, Pulls your raggedy hat down [...]

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I am not fit for sunlight. I was made for clouds, And madeleines, And the kind of sweet nostalgia That sings. I am not always eloquent in love, But I crave your kisses Like firelight under the moons Of gold September. You are not the lust I’ve made, But the shadow I love darkly. I [...]


Flaps flare Seated Stowed Ears deaf to the drum Of the skyline Stamping Beneath the jet engines’ roar Swollen feet fidget Clamoring for disembarkation Anxious bodies are restless to depressurize Please have your documents ready Another 767 Lurches to the gate (The baby in 2C is finally asleep.) Seatbelts: Off Landing lips: On Additional translation [...]