anonyrrie

over time

any iron mass will eventually convert entirely to rust and disintegrate

as oxygen combines with metal, weakening the bonds.

Rust is inevitable.

drift

behind their eyes

letting the light in

until spring comes

lately I saw...

different roads, same journey

Finale

Autumn Fading

wild carrot

"Queen-Anne's Lace" - William Carlos Williams

Her body is not so white as

anemony petals nor so smooth—nor

so remote a thing. It is a field

of the wild carrot taking

the field by force; the grass

does not raise above it.

Here is no question of whiteness,

white as can be, with a purple mole

at the center of each flower.

Each flower is a hand’s span

of her whiteness. Wherever

his hand has lain there is

a tiny purple blemish. Each part

is a blossom under his touch

to which the fibres of her being

stem one by one, each to its end,

until the whole field is a

white desire, empty, a single stem,

a cluster, flower by flower,

a pious wish to whiteness gone over—

or nothing.