Ode to My Ears

Up river and down—life inside my ears
Ghost-boats ferrying horses
Steam engines spit
Leaves at my feet
Listening without a single body

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Do you still have them?
The faux diamonds you threw at your father?

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In the morning
What matters
Is having the right feeling
So the clouds will trust you

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Ears hold the world’s depth
Eyes complain about the candy dish

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I miss Anselm Hollo who gave me a book when I was 20
Poems by Paavo Haavikko

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Snowing

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Today I’m like the unborn
Listening and listening