Jay Alexander

Orchard

The manicured garden
With fountain spouting
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The waves break like signs
Rise and fall,
Crash into spraying light,
Bright, tight, hold,
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Arise fair spoon,
Bring liquid joy;
Could all the
Days which I
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Sometimes they would hurl a voice at you
And you would try to fix it like a pinned butterfly,
You knew it was a muscular game,
Which could surprise like a bend in a river.
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And there were horses on
That day,
And the winds were blowing
The birds at play;
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notches of burn,
ride-out a gum berth.
a whey spread
signs a wide
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I
held together by a canvas sheath
it resonates to earthy beat
more strings to this bow, if you care
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If I write a sonnet, I must confess
It's quite a stress; first pick your
Form, Shakespearean, or address
The Petrarchan style; now, more

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From time to time life is like a bus ride,
Or if you prefer a boat ride,
Or simply a ride on just about anything,
You like;
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I'm standing in the lobby of what looks
Like a Dubai 5 star hotel, but is in fact a hospital.
I should be familiar with it, I built it.
At the time I didn't know much
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O snail thou art a thief!
Why dost thou devour
My daisies by night,
Then by day,
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a dream, mere flotsam, swept in by a sea,
elusive jetsam, jagged branch of a tree,

transparent pebbles, pink, green, swirl,
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I've a talent for walking into doors,
But also am very good at avoiding
Blue scorpions.
At the job centre I ask for work
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1

love a gun
love none
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they
say
that
life
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No brush will ever render true,
The fluid transparent aqueous blue,
Nor words do justice to describe,
The ebb and flow of rushing tide,
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blue statue

with broken neck
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Which glue binds them
we may never know
nor do they themselves
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Boot banter grows
Telling these are innocents
Abroad - Flash of flesh,
And free movement;
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Do you compete with
A butterfly
Whose trembling wings can
Create lovely chaos
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