At the edge, where the | forgetting begins | Feeding the sea with our | dreams and wishes | The present, an oasis, fresh | time seeping up from a hidden basin | flitting the desert with | green and birds | Where did they think they were going? | Stranded passengers | wrapped in silver foil | Snow closes down skies | the carousels fall still || Forgetting || But the peppers are shapely, the knife | makes a music as it knocks and shears | But the poem is | at least | marginally interesting | But the edge | incurs and incurs, islands | low lying and | more and more ocean, less and less | earth | no home left | after the last door has | drowned || Where the forgetting | begins | these words already | lapped by a silence | no one can contain or | caption | Taking out | the horizon from your pocket | looking for a map | to spin out this region || Forgetting || Rehearsing a speech | we never make | Deleting the photographs | with the spectral blurs | And as for the stars, and as for the angel fish | and as for it all, and | as for the rest | our moments of | calm | inattention | our fugues | our psalms | our memorable names | forgetting begins and | forgetting begins them | their brightness and the | flicker and sweetness | of the finches | haunting the palm trees | seen from the edge | of the oasis | seen from the centre | of the desert’s eye

The sea | regurgitates our wishes and dreams | spits back | our ply and | tuft of perception | It is not there | alone | Homes without doors | Paths with no | destination | The beautiful days | The fundamental love | How we lost our graves | How we became cut off | How nations | hang fire | whole states | tethered to the flutter | of a small bird’s wings | Memorising | obsolete lessons | Begging for poverty | at least | a place in the system | Reaching the end | and then… || Forgetting || Inland again | The image you abandoned | The files you didn’t save | Are you made of edges? | Each thing is an island | asking for waves

to j4n | “a cup of kindness” indeed

 


from the series fleeting pixel (series of 1,000 poems, 2012–2016)

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