oh day!
who cares about the new that is already old
the search of the searching search is searched
rested apeace in a lake of lilacs
by the beacon light
your lack of character was the last wound
met all round with a sharp knife
for a sense of orderly normality takes over
and aligns the books and records
retaking a leaf, a misty passage
suddenly erasing the memory of the garden bench
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an astonishing mish-mash of poetry, reviews, unpublished features and everything else i can come up with - all content © Raquel Pinheiro unless otherwise stated
About Me
- Raquel Pinheiro
- Mondo Bizarre Magazine Editor-in-chief; translator, writer, photographer, painter, poet, dreamer that now and then makes collages and bakes.