Category: imago/poema


paper 2

June 2nd, 2009 — 7:15pm

front-walk

tulips
just like
to show off
once in awhile,
okay? who
doesn’t?

that’s what
gardens are for….

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sometimes

June 1st, 2009 — 10:42pm

bus_stop

it’s
harder to
wait a minute
than a
year

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day 31

May 31st, 2009 — 7:37am

monster_lights

the kitchen window conspires:
roses bloom and
monster lights
glow

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day 30

May 30th, 2009 — 4:55pm

revision on a sunny day

iucundum!
difficilis facilis
silphium producing Cyrene
what colour is boxwood?
vestimenta hung on sacred walls,
the crowd of loyal dogs
drenched in wet perfume.
exam on Monday,
odi et
amo!

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day 29

May 29th, 2009 — 8:51am

light

keep
on shining,
little brave lamp,
never mind the sun!

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day 28

May 28th, 2009 — 10:02pm

dreamland

wake
me tomorrow
when the dreams
spill into
now

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day 27

May 27th, 2009 — 11:15pm

see_nothing

the words are, sunshine
on my shoulders
makes me
happy

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day 26

May 26th, 2009 — 8:16pm

kourabiedes

writing
with you –
impossible to start
who will be reading?
just jotting down thoughts, first
organising early memories, growing-up, last Christmas…
sifting through stories, details
starting to glimpse possible
structure…. Now cutting,
Reducing into
stanzas….

And
We Launch!
Add powdered sugar!
Direct speech – “there’s dancing”!
The real-estate explanation is non-trivial….
Make room for the kourabiedes (kouraBIEdes!)…!
Does “velvet tops and Christmas
socks” imply no pants?
We are laughing;
Words are
Flowing

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day 25

May 25th, 2009 — 11:29am

ice_snowflake

Once,
the thought
of ice sculptures
made me very sad –
I wanted to hold everything
in my hands to keep forever.

But melting, changing is beautiful too,
and if sculptures were never
made of ice, maybe
we’d forget to
enjoy the
seasons.

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day 24

May 24th, 2009 — 8:03pm

balance

we
weigh our
memories and hope
that what comes out
is as beautiful as she.

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