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Ian Pindar
Ashes
Ashes
Ashes
are bodies in disguisemixing sighs and
tears in a lost garden.
An air of importance
permeates these
cosmonauts of
compost,
which the pomp of sky and stars
ignores.
Foolish men
inhabit their bodies like
metaphors.
© 2010, Ian Pindar
From: Emporium
Publisher: Carcanet, Manchester
From: Emporium
Publisher: Carcanet, Manchester
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Ashes
are bodies in disguisemixing sighs and
tears in a lost garden.
An air of importance
permeates these
cosmonauts of
compost,
which the pomp of sky and stars
ignores.
Foolish men
inhabit their bodies like
metaphors.
From: Emporium
Ashes
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