Pilgrim Suite

1.

who will come to the red gate with the red mail tinbox
its pillars topped with red pyramids
who will walk past the yellow hydrant
and stare through the closed gate
at the thick variety of garden
wrought-iron barricade round the verandah
who will see the green banana leaf
peering over the grey wall
for who might come through the red gate on Pelham Street?


2.

‘If I feel the night
move to disclosures or crescendos,
it’s only because I’m famished
for meaning.’ – Li-Young Lee

persistent lament of wood-doves
who, who has gone, gone forever?

orange wafer of sun settling to horizon’s eclipse
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