poetry

poetry

she stuck a bookmark in my heart and walked away

she stuck a bookmark in my heart and walked away

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Everyone I have lost in the closing of a doorthe click of the lockis not forgotten, theydo not die but remainwithin the soft edgesof the earth, the ashof house fires and cancerin sin and forgivenesshuddled under old blanketsdreaming their way intomy hands, my heartclosing tight like fists.- "Indian Boy Love Song #1

Everyone I have lost in the closing of a doorthe click of the lockis not forgotten, theydo not die but remainwithin the soft edgesof the earth, the ashof house fires and cancerin sin and forgivenesshuddled under old blanketsdreaming their way intomy hands, my heartclosing tight like fists.- "Indian Boy Love Song #1

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Calligraphy of geeseagainst the sky-the moon seals it.

Calligraphy of geeseagainst the sky-the moon seals it.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He could build a city. Has a certain capacity. There’s a niche in his chestwhere a heart would fit perfectlyand he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place –well then, game over.

He could build a city. Has a certain capacity. There’s a niche in his chestwhere a heart would fit perfectlyand he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place –well then, game over.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Stars open among the lilies.Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?This is the silence of astounded souls.

Stars open among the lilies.Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?This is the silence of astounded souls.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

There's a certain slant of light,On winter afternoons,That oppresses, like the weightOf cathedral tunes.

There's a certain slant of light,On winter afternoons,That oppresses, like the weightOf cathedral tunes.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

. . . All artists’ work is autobiographical. Any writer’s work is a map of their psyche. You can really see what their concerns are, what their obsessions are, and what interests them.

. . . All artists’ work is autobiographical. Any writer’s work is a map of their psyche. You can really see what their concerns are, what their obsessions are, and what interests them.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Stranger, pause and look;From the dust of agesLift this little book,Turn the tattered pages,Read me, do not let me die!Search the fading letters findingSteadfast in the broken bindingAll that once was I!

Stranger, pause and look;From the dust of agesLift this little book,Turn the tattered pages,Read me, do not let me die!Search the fading letters findingSteadfast in the broken bindingAll that once was I!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Nothingwould beeasier withoutyou,because youare everything,all of it-sprinkles, quarks, giantdonuts, eggs sunny-side up-youare the ever-expandinguniverseto me.

Nothingwould beeasier withoutyou,because youare everything,all of it-sprinkles, quarks, giantdonuts, eggs sunny-side up-youare the ever-expandinguniverseto me.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos

Quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

We live in an old chaos of the sun.

We live in an old chaos of the sun.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Poetry makes life what lights and music do the stage.

Poetry makes life what lights and music do the stage.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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