What you meant
when you didn’t talk
I listen to the branches
I do not surrender
nor sit back
*first posted in November 2020, edited, in November 2021
what you meant*
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A haughty shadow*
a haughty shadow
delineated in Indian ink
appeared in my dreams
speaking a foreign language that
evoked my roots
but felt like thorns
sinking unwittingly
under the skin of origins
*first posted in November 2020
but the wind*
but the wind was gentle
hardly a wind
maybe a breeze
that tamed the sun
lengthened time
stretched, thickened,
behind my wings
*posted first in November 2020
poetry day
looking for (something)
finding (it)
crossing (it) out
reformulating (it)
doing (it) again
finding (it sometimes) vigil
mainly a vigil
who would go up in the morning
in the trembling ladder
holding my back
(but it wouldn't matter)
then in the evening, in the shade
my eyes almost closed
but listening, oh yes!
to protect you from the end