The Nomoi
...I came to my own door. I found my wayD. Nurkse
from room to room in darkness,
drawing the bolts as they existed
in my mind, triangulating the threshold
from the distance between my hands.
I found my love asleep
and now I lie beside her, touching her hair
cautiously, explaining...
Poetry Daily
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"through the roots of the great chords"
A thrilling poem, astonishing.
