November 24, 2019
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CALL IT WHAT YOU WILL
When you suggested that we speak to each other
exclusively in verse and prose,
I did not tell you that I only saved poetry
for the things I was scared to say.
I just said I could spend years
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I WROTE NOTHING FOR DAYS
Trying to find emptiness
in a tall glass of midnight madness.
My thoughts on the slow, dark time
of your words.
Open up your closed book
eat the crumbs of cake off my hand.
I fed the wrong man
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I was expected to expose myself.
Instead, I checked the weather forecast –
Leipzig is cold today, a hint of frost
hangs above the park,
each blade of grass tipped white.
Beneath the bridge, that favourite drinking sp...
Clay F. Johnson
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Sailing Our Storm
Wait for me, love, in this eternal pilgrimage
Where the voiceless shadows take us by our cold hands—
They consume our spirit like a dark archimage
Until we wash ashore on Asturian sands.
~ Clay F. Johnson
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the air feels heavier during the day, and i watch the trees pass by my window (everchanging, a revolving door of green, yellow, red, dead); i could lay my bones to sleep in the moss of the woods behind me, o...
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I love you, as the ocean loves the moon.
Tireless, natural as the tide,
This endless pursuit.
Our ephemeral twilight closeness.
The briefest kiss before I watch you soar,
Reflecting your distant beauty a thousand times,
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My love, we are not the first
To fall asleep together, hands
intertwined, waking up
with a line
We are not a war,
just two people in love.
We are not the first
nor last to know
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The End of the Sunset
I fell in love with the purple sky
permanently set down behind your house
and your red porch light fire-glow
a morning and an evening met.
You're a face peering from behind
bed sheet curtains, flo...
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Universe of Little Corners
Today I tried to extrapolate:
if I stand at the espresso bar
and keep my hip tucked against
the pitchers and milk jugs
the light crests over my left shoulder
and that light would also be striking
Creative Study: Falco Verholen
"See it through":
"No point in hiding":
"Keep it coming":
"For that Matter":
"The sacred globe":
I'm Falco Verholen (1984), an artist, filmmaker and comic creator based near Amsterdam, the Netherlands. I've had a weak spot for the surreal, une...