Zugzwang
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OfferingA Poem by ZugzwangThis morning, A kookaburra call Split the silence Just as I was offering incense In the predawn gloom. I can hear it's echo Even now. |
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HaikuA Poem by ZugzwangPractitionersof the way dance unmoving;a flute with no holes.Crippled Cold Mountaindidn't care a fig for rules;He spoke with the clouds.A stick of inc.. |
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A little HolocaustA Poem by ZugzwangIn my little holocaust, I despaired as the most treasured parts of mewere wrested away,and I was made to watchas they were vivisected, or gassed, or j.. |
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KiteA Poem by ZugzwangA kite without a string. North wind blows, Kite goes south. South wind blows, Kite goes north. Fraught, Intemperate, Wanting only To soar. |
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Behind the Night SkyA Story by ZugzwangBehind the Night Sky When the sky refused to open up for him, Zane cried like a child. Tears sprung from his eyes into spinning globu.. |
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The Endless SummerA Story by ZugzwangThe Endless Summer The sun had been bright all morning, but now it started to beat down with the savage intensity that you only get near t.. |
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The Girl with the Blue EyesA Poem by ZugzwangThe girl with the blue eyes Has moved in to the apartments Of my mind now. Dwelling in the dark spaces, Her hands work her carving knife.. |
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Last lightA Poem by ZugzwangOn a day like this, The languid breeze Barely stirs the leaves. The sun hides low, Sinking behind a cloudbank; The birds come home to .. |
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The treesA Poem by Zugzwangtoday, the treetops caress the sky as lovers do; fingers tracing invisible trails of pure adoration, and the sky blows over .. |
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