Leave by Manuel Diaz Martinez

/ zdunno03

Leave the moon
and dogs in the yard;
leave the chrysanthemums
in the lone glass pitcher;
leave the suede mask
beneath my bed;
leave my weapons a handspan from me
and the wind in the roads;
leave me upon this thick notebook
where I write
the words you forget.

translated by Katherine M. Hedeen

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