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ОглавлениеMY LOVE
1
As love settles briefly
on a houseplant,
a shoe,
and with steady purpose
keeps moving
until it climbs the wall,
the sun
2
They say hate is love
turned sour
because it was unwelcome
where it paused.
More often, love’s worn thin
by wrapping itself
around unwieldy things
3
Let our eyelids
lie flat
and spread
like lily pads
beside themselves
on a murky pond