It’s better that you shouldn’t try and break
the ride’s monotony and poke your head
out of the window since you want to take
a closer look: Each
This early morning I went out and made
my way along the fields and copses. Dew
was on the grass, its perfect blades like jade
and full of sparkle. On the branches, too,
the morning diamonds...
Trapped # 2
Spring grows straight and tall
in this boy; arms like oak limbs
wrap around us all.
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