good air terrace sunset the day
is starred in the empty branches
between a fir and yellow larch and
soleillent
all the trees as they are seen more tense
cloud top
offering their sap for all light
and poems to their roots to imagine that
you when the world is renewed
but since the fall landed
trees that no longer knows
feel the winter wind and even
if all the trees fell
between us even though their leaves were woven
to redo the asphalt road until we
there would still only clearcutting
for it all summer
and collapsed into chaos for years
it's winter that we had lost
(from a 1999 text)
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