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Up down
on summer's lake
the flying ant
finds a wall in the air

— Mirkka Rekola

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Without moving anything
I want to see
the way this autumn
makes the birds move.

Stood there who knows how long looked
at the clouds the hedge
when someone came out of the door it was her daughter.

One a child, one old
almost half a century apart // both
need my hand in this city

The sea raises you to your feet. And dead calm.
Strands of light hold your hand. Now you have left
this shore. Now you are in the wind of an invisible sail.

Down the ages
they conduct their long monologue:
can'y you hear?
They hope for it from others,
wait for ones like themselves,
they were born that way.
And so has the world been arranged
that those others grow weary
and begin to take care of the chores.

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