Given

 

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White night

crystalline

 

a royal ring

sickly sweet

 

as Nation

watches.

 

We survive:

hearts fail

 

love teeters

on abyss

 

four givens. *

 

Madame Sosostris

draws her cards,

 

‘’I see the detail

in his eyes!’’

 

She cries.

 

White night

we breathe

 

into silence.

 

 

*Existential theory,
the four givens are
Death, Freedom,
Isolation, Meaninglessness.

 

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Cold

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Cold splinters bone

ice shards crystal sharp:

 

I dream of wolves

a silent moon

 

hoar frost & sky

cones red glow;

 

another

frozen sunrise.

 

Lest we forget

how winter births

 

muscles taut

skin that flakes;

 

the chime of wind

curled on

 

chimney breast

becomes

 

our nightly music.