Remove anything that might be considered dye
And place the actual color in the sky.
Before you idolize its present shape,
Make sure the naked skin is actual nape.
Do not mistake position for its form:
Arrangement makes no spectacle of norm.
And of its many iterations, make
No frivolous considerations. Take,

For example, the light one leaves in trees
As one departs the earth. There are no seas
To be deciphered in the stirring. You
Try and you try to tease the one from two,
And though you want to, insect, you cannot do it:
You fly from truth even as you pursue it.

 

 

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Addison Schoeman is a teaching fellow at Columbia University, where he completed an MFA and served as poetry editor for Columbia Journal. His poetry has appeared in Eunoia Review, Bicoastal Review, The Broken City, and Heimat Review.

 

 

 

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