words are floating things (Han Yu)


Our eros for the divine is met with the divine agape for us. G&B 276



under crow calls the pond rises__archipelagoes of ice

drift in the empty spaces__what trouvaille may suffice


words are floating things (Han Yu)__in the dark water between

immense slabs a whiter white__a bufflehead dives unseen




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