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Perfumed by reflecting water
my mandolin stroked by sweet wisps
of smoky recollection
reflections
of past winters snow
ghost breath in still water
frames go by
so slow
in reflecting water
from the frozen moment
the details of emotion
fill this lake with tears
its only motion
Wish for a river
buoyant and swiftly passing
knowledge of sin
in its element is absolution
not a mesmerizing
introspection
on the banks of reflecting waters.
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Alyeska, AK June 2k6 |
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