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Poetry

Paul Hardacre ~ Four Poems

 

rail of moon, a stone

black sun burning down & east
her milk & blood alone
knows the egg nilotic white
like wax or beauty dies

passes soil a breath a crawl
of colour bed or moon
noise & voice & like a corpse
beloved her shaded bird

good or easy shield a heart
rubedo water cold
burning sweet by tasting life
in death by honey stone

army lovers sword the search
for mountain tones a stone
inside her vestal lily
fragments a face of day

rising in the anxious sky
a comet dies or shines

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