please, Ygeorgi, please the oven leaks fresh salamanders / these currents run upriver / towards the mountains / do not adjust the pilot light
please, Ygeorgi, please the oven leaks fresh salamanders / these currents run upriver / towards the mountains / do not adjust the pilot light
1.
moonset and sunrise:
the morning cut-like
down the middle, torn
the way seasons in transition
tear apart tired blankets
4.
the river is glass and silk
I dream of mountains
5.
I don’t recognize my reflection
in that certain light
59.
the outlines of things, the things out of lines
60.
me and the mayflies, cursed and living
for today (again)
61.
out on the river
take in each leaf
each paint brush cloud
each sunset splash
to revisit in my dreams
62.
the storm clouds low on the horizon
mountains as a child might draw them:
perfection
63.
the boilerman reading Karamazov