pellucid leap of a year
a thingstead a folkmoot opera
tarot by three hundred and sixty-six
times as many poems as could muster
sprinting to friend’s words their images lives
dreams their learning calling jump in jump in in
all here gentle as the strings of a guitar an aperture
opening a character and in my language in our languages
our words these friendships a borealis a raven caw wolf song
scavenging the worlds kind glaneurs grains in hand barefoot icy
avatars of seasons turning pivots opening to our screens to upload
check and check are you here, there, I see hear you your laughter your skies
come little cloud
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this language we are sharing
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