Tag: Marc Janssen
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Poem of Photosynthesis I
When we’re togetherthe cliché is we are one—competing till death.The light strokes the needle, enticing its chemical reaction, as the…
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Sand is Eternal
It doesn’t take long really—sand has a beginninga starting point of rock and waterbut it has no endwhether it be…
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The Glorious Cadaver
You, who read these wordsfeast on a glorious cadaver.An already obsolete collection:chance gatheringof syllables, made obsolete.By yesterday’s observation, last week’s…
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Goodbye Jerusalem
In the middle of townthere was a billboard, faded, timewornfor Butchart Gardensanother 590 miles away.I don’t remember looking at it…
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Her Hair was Colored Burgundy
Her hair was colored burgundy,hiding its true age like a fan dance on an afternoon breeze. Her walk was quick.As…