Peal
of a chime intercepted by a draft:
salt filtering down the cellar.
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Prism
of sectioned light: marble
with a heart of revolving flame.
*
Sugar
that the bird stole
in the shape of a fig.
*
Film
on the counter’s edge:
powdery sift of milk on the tongue.
*
Moth
suspended from the rafters,
furled tight as a drying rosebud.
In response to Via Negativa: Absent.