Ghosts and Landscapes

Nicole Zdeb

Bearing no resemblance
to the world that I bear,
there’s a world.

beyondlessness: a state of grace

What ghosts and landscapes?
What ancient storerooms?
What is it saying?

Sounds like she never learns,
or Shiva yearns.

A complicated space,
coterminously exposed to sky
and hidden from sight,

indifferent to tears and persistence,
isolate, not common ground,
not here for any amusement.

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