ceasefire —

she starts humming a lullaby

for her sons

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native art

the world snake bites its own tail

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sled dogs

he cuts the meat of seals

in icy eastwind

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my nose wrinkles

bending under dusk rain

poet's narcissus

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visiting

Mr. Hölderlin's grave

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a sunbeam a

at the ravine's bottom

sense of reality
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