still asking
after fifty years
what was killed

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day 1233

11:07 am November 22, 2013

still asking
after fifty years
what was killed

day 1232

6:29 pm November 21, 2013

through rain pearled windows
the night streets outside the bus
become a dark wood

day 1231

1:08 pm November 20, 2013

rain shimmer
on the slow river
of the street

day 1230

1:48 pm November 19, 2013

the seagull’s shadow
on this rainy afternoon
hides inside the world

day 1229

1:26 pm November 18, 2013

an old well
still yielding buckets
of darkness

day 1228

10:16 am November 17, 2013

after I turned away
that leaf in the wind presumably
went on dancing

day 1227

6:11 pm November 16, 2013

homeless man
crossing
against the light

day 1226

4:44 pm November 15, 2013

the crisping
and delicate fall
of each hour

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