Unordered Tales

Redundant poetry

redundant poetry The word as medium is limited, and so cannot express fully the miracle of you. Redundant poetry is the type that fails to try to...

Aeroplane

I imagine you here dispersed into sun arcing the high cloud of day white in the ether speaking above the clear diffusion of morning the sky is empty...
Cherry

Breath

The air holds its breath and the day is still. The sun hangs on wire, stationary. Clouds and birds wait in awe for the right to be. Time has no place...
Cherry

Check

Here is a set of keys to a series of locks that are already open: a declamatory watch measuring the weight between glances of the second hand; a ring...

December

December is clear sky filled by you.