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 Capital of  the minimal
R o b   A l l a n


from Karitane Postcards
 

76

Wasnít your writing made me
I leapt at your eyes
conspired with desire
to make something more lasting than material things
I wanted to be air and sunlight
the energy of it all
though thatís not what spoke
if anything was said at the time
time didnít enter
speaking to oneís self more than oneís self
making something personal all your life
love in all those forms
in endless conversation.        
 

[Karitane Postcards, Hazard Press, 1991]



©  Rob Allan 2004


 


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