Photo by Hollis Melton
Faithless domain
of heavy lassitude
the vertiginous
thrust of some cooing
expectation
she speaks
drowning, eh?
she speaks of slow settled
drowning in the daystream
Brilliant panoply of professional
momentum
took two baths
today and still
stink the voice of
irreverent instinct
my vision is the magic sword,
vision of lusty bewilderment
she wonders how the points
meet without touching
no merit has granted
her reprisal from
the immense trill
captured inside grand piano
no fey insight of doom
remanded her flexible
fingers in the art of
playing Couperin
and viewing
the unclassifieds
through her kaleidoscope.
Unsettled Oranges
Also like your poems of Florbela Espanca
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