Three Poems

Cadae on inner and outer space

Though, on the
face
of it, all space

is

is a ghost-writer
of time and thick, graceless images,
we’ve it
to thank for thought’s remit:

without distances,

differences,
there’s no will or would;
but then, who knows if a splatter
of the original, dark matter
might be better, or as good?



Mandanila Ragale on Hampi, India, once the world’s largest settlement

If monkeys
march arch-
itraves,
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