Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TELEGRAM, by MILO DE ANGELIS



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First Line: The window remained as before. The cold


The window remained as before. The cold
repeats that idiotic essence of rock
just as the letters of every word tremble.
With a half smile you point
out an exit, some stairs.
Not even now have you symbols for the dead.
I spoke to you of the sea, but the sea is a few square meters,
a drill, scarcely out. It was also, for us,
the intuition of a daughter breathing
in the first moments of a thing. Paper to say
broth and rice, months to say pillow. The blue ones call me
frozen in a fixed star.


Used by permission of Story Line Press.




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