Shrubby Germander
Friday, April 29, 2022
trunks
As burned,
bombed
holes,
these
boles
hold
two metres of
language,
a bird,
a fish.
At four
in the morning
such
trunks,
sunk into earth,
war,
appear
as
open doors
to another side.
Dark woods!
There is
more in
these
trees
than
what,
in
sunlight,
could be
Tuesday, April 26, 2022
preoccupied
bylines:
main valve
ground wire
spliced,
glued to
p trap
a wago
pedestal
pressure
kess
water
less electric
on liberation
language of
Sunday, April 24, 2022
electricity and the swallow
It's late April.
I sight a swallow
clearly blue
against a bright sky
and failing sun.
Such relief really,to see this hungry bird,
chirping and sputtering
far softer sounds than gulls.
No one can come for the lights.
It's easy, I'm told, and
emboldened, clamp wires, cover them.
Switching to on, a pop, the singular note of a swallow, divorced from song,
carries along an arc of light.
Frightened, I switch everything off.
Think.
On the internet, I listen, follow as instructed,
check, change.
Oh, my sister says, you didn't know?
No.
Learning as I go.
That electric arc seemed iridescent blue, to grow a tail,
and the sound grew wings too.
After corrections,
I understand separations,
follow a welcome silence into the kitchen light,
now functioning,
and out into dusk.
The swallow I had sighted,
flying too high,
has stopped to rest on the terrace.
We're eyeing one another when
she suddenly lifts,
descends
into the shadows of the trees below.
Tuesday, April 19, 2022
Saturday, April 16, 2022
Thursday, April 14, 2022
Wednesday, April 13, 2022
I'm without rest .
The new refrigerator is as battered as I am.
The plumbing limps along
spilling through my neighbor's ceiling or onto my floor.
More importantly
a lie just will not quit giving away
pieces of itself,
such as
badly injured tiles
or
a deep sewage hole full of debri.
You can see the roach eggs
under the knawed chipwood sink,
hear 200 euro doors slammed
as your neighbors
behind much cheaper portals
find leaks and sorrow.
Next, he gallantly said,
I'll take a stand,
demand to speak with
o senhor seguros instead.
Thursday, April 7, 2022
depois
depois de
a mulher idosa que vivia num ninho
caiu ao chão há cerca de dois anos
durante a primeira vaga
antes da guerra
ou poderia dizer
então
o seu mundo acabou.
after
the old woman living in a nest
fell to the ground about two years ago
during the first wave
before the war
or you could say
then
her world ended.
sea
that horizon
slipping in and out about 5 kilometres
from here
under
cloud kinds
altocumuli
stratus
or straight lined ghost trails
has now settled
become a muffling haze
skinning trees
as the wind's rise
calls
eye's attention
to
vision songs
along a
glinting trail to the sea