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Kater Murr's
Press, London, 1998. Edition of 200 copies. Copyright - Jeff Hilson, 1998 |
| ...finally were false fruits all of them
it said 'familiar' sure had seen the seed was it in asphalt pathways sure a test a female hardened flower follow that she said with how is the stem and well confetti for winter weddings go on a walk let a wind undo the quiet forms on a bench on a pier try not to love the river how to fit gibbous in a dream in a poem gibbous was it not gib or gibberish less than a circle though more than a semi-circle said of the moon and he said it too to the astronomer sure flies on the clock from five miles said it to you gibbous afraid of the fruit of the sloe swell after the first frost pick a pound prick the skin all year good gin in your my-writing a little afraid of you she sang a little afraid of you... Jeff Hilson |
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Kater Murr's
Press, London, 1998. Edition of 200 copies. Copyright - Jeff Hilson, 1998 |