life and death

¿Quién vio ese mundo sólido,
quién batió con sus plumas
ese viento radiante
que en unos labios muere
dando vida a los hombres?

– Vicente Aleixandre

life and death
is a sudden
a leaving
behind, trailed
ever so
casually by
an afterimage
of plumes
or settling.
it’s so hard
to tell – we
let go,

the same way


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