a fool imagines where he's never lived
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a small-format book, with short poems following from the title. From the poet's samuddo / ocean projectTRANSCRIPT
a fool imagines where he’s never lived
john martonesamuddo / ocean
2015
hut —from OE hydan, “to hide”
for gerry loose
sea cliffmorning
a clutchof huts
the first thin smoke
stovepipe chimneys
morning stripping
your bed in heav’n
a clean morningbird shadowssweep my floor
those raccoonsin your hut just a dream
turtle’s facein that dream was you
hut doorwide open —
who’s dreaming now
footpath timepiece
first lightorb
weaver prism
empty whiteboat on shore oars gone home
sea-slashedthat great rock inside you too
a gull sails above watching someone walking
abandoneda hut for everything abandoned
he sets a crackedpetunia potout front
one big gourd
where helives
wild grape morning glorycucumber snake gourd hold hishut in place
wall boards vertical & weathered
nevera sure hand
threshold rebuilt
his first mistake
table & bed
most of his hut
a bowl bread to break
words fail(a hut)
an orange crate shelter for his quan am
hut windowtall as you little man
the spectrumyes you put in a broken window