Untitled from the 80s

Another untitled poem from the 80s…

wood and water
the wave of
fragrance so perfect

we seek to
obtain it as
if we could

be windows open
to a light
the gentlest cloud

would obscure still
spreading like one’s
final exhalation which

travels only to
disperse and become
at last another’s

This first appeared here in June 2017.

18 thoughts on “Untitled from the 80s

  1. If I can just make another comment, this appealed to me because I am blind, and I could smell what you were describing. It is truly beautiful

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