Make coffee, pour a mug
and drinking it translate
a poem, stay away from the news
or you will be caught
until the dusk. Do this,
ignore the bleak fall
your mind interprets to be outside
from what the eyes give
to it, put the boots on,
take the jacket,
open the front door
and go outside, walk,
breath the chill autumn air,
breath it deep in to your
lungs and deeper into your mind,
let it and the sounds,
those of your steady steps on gravel,
the solitary bird singing
briefly, a dog barking,
to sculpt what the eyes
give to the mind, let
them together evoke
and fold the past into
this flowing moment,
as the dusk comes
over your walking figure,
being lost in the deepening dark
becoming the night.
12.10.2025
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