Homage to Georg TraklThe pull of two planets cannot be abated
nor deferred. Even the tides coalesce
in rising abeyance: mutual insinuation occurs
and the knowledge of this, the insight
toward a celestial speculation is, finally,
an urge to malinger. A hawk takes it prey;
shells fall on the ancient city; the restless
wander from triage to tavern to quiet glen.
The moon tears through leafless trees, losing
itself in blackness; in a splendor the sun rises
and is defied by the frost. The chosen one stands
in an empty field, regarding some distant mountains.
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