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“A Rune, Interminable

Low above the moss
a sprig of scarlet berries
soon eaten or blackened
tells time.

            Go to a wedding
            as to a funeral:
            bury the loss.

            Go to a funeral
            as to a wedding:
            marry the loss.

            Go to a coming
            as to a going:
            unhurrying.

            Time is winter-green.
            Seeds keep time.
            Time, so kept, carries us
            across to no-time where

            no time is lost.”

Marie Ponsot. “A Rune, Interminable” from her collection, Easy.

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