Poem: I need a new way

"oh orenda, show me my coordinates / oh sophrosyne, the mysteries of my blood"

Poem: I need a new way
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oh orenda, show me my coordinates
oh sophrosyne, the mysteries of my blood

cloudwalking through mountains of time
Take me to where lime grows wild

I ache for the dirt under a fern
I need a new way—

oh sillage, years gone from fabric
but never the smell of light on your skin


Liy Yusof, 31. June 2018.