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Selection of Poems

The Stranger
The Circle
Zero
The Butterfly
Salt Dog
The Old Bees
Empty Page
Chamomile
The Fall
Swim
Soil
Autumn Winds
Insomnia haiku
Beauty Broke
Poem To Ease
Two Candles
Swollen River
Innocence
Night Shower
Whole
Nature
Point of Blue
Gone
Emptying
Turning Point
Mary
In Caves
Morning Snow
Poet
The Path
The Virgin of the Abused
Snake Medicine
Intact
Black Tree
Disappearing Trace
Fine Spider Web

 

Released

Released at last
From the iron grip
Of the neck-locked
Giant He.
Tall as a tree
But not a tree,
In his concrete form,
No motion.

Painted with leaves
He nourishes nothing,
Emptiness filled
With solid grey.

Nothing flows there
Nothing grows there
There's nothing new to say.

Released at last,
The birds are singing,
Released, and I am free.

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