The moon rests
in the lake bottom:
no sign of penetration.
9/2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Broken Mirror
The mirror divides usour pieces
on the ground
while the fingers
they bleed from glass's fury
A broken mirror
branches
of the same whole
face dispersed in silver
The cherry-tree
of the photo frame is intact.
J.T.Parreira
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