Sunday, March 19, 2017

Australian cotton seeds

The other night when flipping old travel magazines, Australia suddenly came back to me. With my application to the Swedish Research Council finally behind me, I am able take a moment to follow up with some poetry that has been aging in my bookshelf for almost a decade now.

My body wants
the long way back
just to find lost land
rehearsing what it will be –
unexpected flowerings
locked tight in seeds.

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