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Collage: The Eaten Moon

by Paul Lastovica



The birds flutter into one darkness
fallen petals turn the dew crimson


praising a great rain
after the guitar is asleep


behind clematis
on the village wall


a vision of ruins
delicate as doves


nude like flowers undone
dissolved by golden sorcery


08/17/2016

Author's Note:

Imagist Poetry, an Anthology
Edited by: Bob Blaisdell
©1999 Dover Publications, INC
pgs: 14, 15, 58, 59, 80, 81, 110, 111, 126, 127

Posted on 08/17/2016
Copyright © 2022 Paul Lastovica

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