your eyes

Open all the doors and I will go

Out into the agorophobic snow

In the cool landscape of your eyes

Are fenceless places and wide skies

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sunlight

He stepped down, trying not look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, without even looking.

-Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

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door

Living in that chloroformed house

You will begin not to notice how your feet are glassed

Just that you stop moving across the floor

The door now exists across a numb, sweet-smelling sea

And you would sooner sleep than be free

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Divination

 nude woman with drapery

 Travelling the low light you divine

How to spin me from the murk to the sublime 

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votive

 

Little trail of moon phases

Little flame foot traces

Drops of votive light

Sequining the night

 

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Autumn

Autumn casts a fiery sideways gleam

A sharp needle unpicking the seams of my hooded light

My fingers clutch the lifting veil

As the evening in my heart calls softly to winter

To the glow-subduing cool and the dark

But there is still the fattening moon in its lilac haze

The throbbing red trees

The stars

When each unpicked thread stabs startling light

I must live in the blazing autumn

And shed all the winter from my heart

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closed eyes

I look into the morning sun

Shut my eyes and see what is left

Scratches and constellations of neon blue

Floating hieroglyphics that blaze,

Then slide out of view

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sun

Your touch changes the seasons

The sun on my skin

Everything begins to unfurl

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unweaving

You see I wove this tapestry for you,

 unpicking every night

what the day made me do.

Each day’s noose I knotted with my hand

Came loose the night you touched upon the land.

And what to do with all those fallen threads?

A lining for an ancient marriage bed.

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dream

If you would wake me from this sleep
Just cast your nets into the deep

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