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"fragmented no. 13" by DAH


steady chaos / setbacks / excuses / lies see / where it took us / oh vanished hope / we were downcast / being / such tired dust I close my eyes / between light and dark / alive is almost dead …   when receiving / I see your face / not sky but / visions first cold / then colder / the moon breaks / rusted red

vivid blush / under stars / directing night’s

expanding shift / do not stop but / swirl the colors for the cold beach is empty now … the pelicans are full / not from sea but / only to sleep / with wind all around / even then / as hopeless / as a ghost rejected / I detect you / your guarded distance your aloofness / the vase that holds your heart / a loneliness that waters it …


DAH is a multiple Pushcart Prize and Best Of The Net nominee, and the lead  editor for the poetry critique group, The Lounge. The author of nine books of  poetry, DAH lives in Berkeley, California, and has been teaching yoga to children  in public and private schools since 2005. He is working on his tenth poetry book, which is due for release in September, 2020 from Clare Songbirds Press.    www.dahlusion.wordpress.com

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