Falling in Late October
Johannes S. H. Bjerg
then
you
fall
out
of
a place
that
won’t
remember
you
.
then
falling
as
a natural
reaction
to
a sky
full
of
cembalos
.
falling
clouds
or slowly
descending
till
your
table’s
full
till
your
body’s
full
.
now
you
’re
but
the
shadow
of
an apple
now
you
don’t
fall
.
in
falling
you have
to pause
Kremer’s
Bach
to hear
the espresso
maker
boil
.
falling
your
rain
face
stays
in
place
.
the
same
place
that
no
longer
remembers
you
occupies
your
chair
.
it’s
either
falling
or
remove
the clouds
in
your
arm
.
pushed
out
of
the apple’s
shadow
you
assume
the grass
position
.
your
rain
face
stays
full
of
apple
shadow
.
rain
face
apple
shadow
face
rain
shadow
apple
and
your
chair
is
occupied
by
a place
that
won’t
remember
you
.
so you
leave
falling
your
chair
to
a nameless
place
that
can’t
and
won’t
remember
you
and
reach
for
the two
sparrows
falling
through
your
hands
Johannes S. H. Bjerg is a Dane living in Denmark where he writes and makes art. Editor and instigator of Bones — a journal for the short verse, editor of The Other Bunny — for the other kind of haibun and One Link Chain — a blog for linked verse written by one person. His main website is megaga.dk, where a list of his books can be found.