MICHAUX'S HOUR
(1999- 1984)
Countless stones
from the windy Seine
of sunshine apparitions
a dazzling patina
from a blue well of sky
cover a cabin fever
in water color words
silent as whispers
over a breeze playing wave
abandoned as branches swing
where puffins on mallow trees
do not expect a cosmic fate
even in the undertow harbor
jay walking as shadows
cry over the coffin
of Henri Michaux
to enter another hour
in an atonement
of his pass words.
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