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John Kannenberg: Listening/Walking Poems
John Kannenberg: Listening/Walking Poems
John Kannenberg: Listening/Walking Poems
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$ bree%e, not yet brumal
sprinkled across our fingers like the leaves of an unfinished book
as we stared at massing clouds"
wispy tortoises
fu%%y elephants
nebulous rabbits
the nearly imperceptible glissade of an impossible bestiary
backed by a soundtrack of airplanes, helicopters,
and psithurism.
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The sun was rising
but our ears ignored cycles
of rise and fall, off and on&
the auricular is always there even when the luminous is not.
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'eneath the trees, a curious scent of pepper
brushed against suppressed fire
as if the petioles of the forests offspring would spark
when we stepped on them&
they popped like
microscopic
firecrackers
in any case.
(ithin waterless eddies of that frosty wind
they danced around our feet
in imperfect circles
begging us to )oin them
if only we would listen.