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[Anna Lyse]

everything lets loose of eachother
at one time, at another time. for this turn around
there is a sigh and move to the default, from a different
angle. an appalling moment pales to a shade of plain milk
is spilled. and nothing always just drives straight.

not one of those sunsets to sunsets that take you down
like spirals, as if all interior and awe, a hush and
things we are made up of, go down the kitchen sink.
as portland always does rain the moments off,
just give "the end" a new name.

[Koeimawa]

My friends come here to tell them that it's a lot more material to read.

[Anna Lyse]

Hi
I have trouble understanding what you want to tel me/us.
Greetings,
Isa

[Engelsflügel70]

Hey Anna,
I enjoyed reading your poem a lot! I'm most amazed by this specific passage: "like spirals, as if all interior and awe, a hush and/ things we are made up of, go down the kitchen sink." Do you usually write in english or is this an experiment? Would be interesting for me to know, since I am currently studying english literature. I also tried to write english texts myself a little while ago. Although my english is rather good and nicely applicable to all sorts of academic contexts, I find it especially hard to express myself poetically in that language. Do you happen to have an opinion on that matter that you want to share?
Greetings,
Engelsflügel