Two Poems
Alek Lindus

'snapping the thread. . .'
(for Dejan)

Because the plains are full of asphodels

because despair is agreeable,

you grew an olive tree
out of your head
provisionally lubricating
the ache,

your eyelids
nipples
'rain drops on a dusty road'.

Your Picture

Too much on the eyes
And then some gaps
Older places
without a sense of temporary

how much there is to read after so few days

the boat was sonorous

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