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This poem is taken from PN Review 132, Volume 26 Number 4, March - April 2000.

Six Poems Jeremy Over

Love Sonnet (1)

'I made these sonnets out of wood - and that is how they should reach your ears.'
                                                     Pablo Neruda

I want to look back and see you in the branches
where, big enough for two, the moon lives
naked in the river on invisible wires
between your lips, a few blue flowers,

and somewhere else in my notebooks,
where your hands fly
through a thicket of confusion
to my hat,

like bees falling
through the pipes of your laughter,
down to the sea with its deep spoons

and the bitter footsteps of autumn
...


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