Under the Bashō 2024
PostKu
Editor: Clayton Beach
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all of the poems nestled inside fungarium
tracking our spaceship
the hollow eyes
of your moon
we are never ever
getting back together . . .
antimatter
nerve block shots—
the doctor’s display
of tiny rubber ducks
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sparrows course
in/of
ivy sing
spring dusk
even
moss blooms
ice storm
all
birds silent
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overthinking other minds and mine snowfall on the dream of the mute swan
so the swallowtail untumbled over time refinds himself a metaphor