Monday, September 3, 2012


A watercolor by Dusan Djukaric:

Copyright © Dusan Djukaric

And my poem:

Let us write no poems tonight
about the way the shadows purled
as we approached the liquid wharf.

Mood, only mood and more of it!

To last unwritten on our moonlit bottle
that just now is making a terrace magical.

History is so weary and tomorrow is too pushy.

Let us write no poems tonight
while that dreaming water dreams
a dark strangeness for these moments.

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