Seth Jani: “Transmigration Blues”

Transmigration Blues

Don’t forget me
Because the moon
Is the radium
Of a split orange
And I too, am one
Unraveled light.
Coming out of love,
Or going in,
We fall asleep
In the fragments
Of fireflies.
Their wings drift
Over us like snow
From the Carpathians,
From ranges that don’t exist,
Dream tectonics.
And whoever you are,
I feel the ribbon
Of many lives holding us
Against the wheel.
As stars are born,
Collapse, and transform
Into ghosts,
I think many indescribable days
Have passed between us.
So many that even the soul
Loses count in its index
Of obsessions.


Seth Jani currently resides in Seattle, WA, and is the founder of Seven CirclePress ( His own work has been published widely in such places as The Chiron ReviewEl PortalThe Hamilton Stone ReviewHawai`i Pacific ReviewVAYAVYAGingerbread HouseGravel and Zetetic: A Record of Unusual Inquiry. More about him and his work can be found at

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