We meet under the naked shade of plane trees,
February sun patterns lines across our faces
and hearth smoke lingers
clings to our sweaters as we leave the village.
We walk towards the Costabonne
while the Tech river whispers rumours behind us,
turn one last time to see the ancient fort keeping guard
over crumbling terracotta roofs.
We climb higher as you name […]
Filed under: Jennifer Campbell by akublik Date 9 April, 2009
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Your palms speak poems,
lyrics in the creases
under callused inner knuckles.
You are a caresser of trees,
easing fruit from behind the dead leaves
of unnecessary branches.
By the clothesline, you pluck a small cherry,
place it in my mouth
so I understand its bitterness.
Then I watch you cut the branches back,
back until nothing remains
but a bare grey trunk rooted in our […]
Filed under: Jennifer Campbell by akublik Date 6 April, 2009
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