POEM: a trio of fragments

harbor, studded with ships

ships made islands by heavy anchors

immune to the relentless undulation of the sea

 

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tawdry neon red

pulsing in a puddle

the words unreflected

but the meaning is clear

 

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gleaming brass caps

top stone buildings

stout, imposing

a Japanese might say Fudōshin

[– the imperturbable]

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