Lilac Moon

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Full moon tonight.

Her name is Lilac Moon,

Womb of Spring,

Hidden by Clouds.

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The lilacs are out in Vancouver.

Spring always smells like you,

but it never lasts.

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The magnolias bloomed

and were gone

in three days

this year.

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The flowers of May

come and go.

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The lilacs may last

a little longer.

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Because it brings me back you…

art and poem by clinock

Painting: 20″ x 16″ (50.8 x 40.64 cm). Acrylic on paper.

 

Auguries 1

Auguries

Birds on wires,

musical notes, perhaps

a singing telegram

lost in translation,

lost in the gray.

 

It’s a dead worm

wriggling in the wind,

she said, and I added

A crushed crow,

red and blackly abstracted

with truck prints.

A woman laughing

in a doorway, and

pale movements

in my peripheral vision.

 

Auguries

stagger, wave, shimmer,

appear unbidden

unfurling from sodden earth,

emerging from mists,

shaped like cats, seagulls, roses,

smelling like rainsoaked moss,

sounding like birds on wires

beginning to unfold,

cleaving me

 

 

photo and poem by clinock

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new days, new ways 2

Vaporous god

vapor god rising

above the dark offices

returning to light

photo and haiku by clinock