Tag: magic
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ReturningSurf
Surf’s amazing but I’m here for Colonel Kurtz Surf eternal returning severed feet Witches collecting inexplicable chicken feet on a Cornwall beach Fossil record emblazoned in the ancient striation Like a giant had scraped it I’m naked. How long you been into black magic? Since Pan rode the Attic plain, as urn emblazons, dismaying Keats…
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Washing of feet
Chiropidal lavabo Feet are bathed Father clothed in Son Pedilavium almost pagan seeming On a poxy overcast Maundy Thursday Feet streaked with street debris, soiled Lint-smudged ankles sweaty from toil Kneeling to my appointment Hands purified with honey ointment Licking a doily’s corner Faecal matter, strands of hay Blood from glass, I wash away Whey…
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St. Stephen, no wren friend
Somewhere in Dublin a frigid forecourt in storm North King Street worming behind Four Courts Wet catchyourdeath chill alright, oldtown silhouette Later belching towers’ll smoulder there, giant cigarettes Nearby St. Stephen’s lazaret Outside which stabbed faction fighters are left after a decent Donnybrook Melee broke out, two villages a single scrimmage Such blood spillage a…
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Muirias of the Chewing
Dagda his restoring cauldron stored at Muirias Mounding with esculents, edible pleasants peak point Jointing out from horn’s mouth Wide as those taking pleasance thereround Shells bulbous jutting obstetric, preceding Partholon Striated persimmons like asymmetrical Parthenon Or jag’d scallop’d zig-zag asphodel meadow blends Lung-shaped berries beril-bellied, with date bent Effulging plumlike, alien growths homely on…
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Druid Cities Four
It is summer elsewhere, perhaps in Rometown London Which I am far from Further flung even from where I redoubt; house within a house ‘Haps without drab isle they glad sun, in Sumer Tired of this world’s crab guile, I recline sighing Sights of mind undying, pliant as desire wills Brushed as if by fingertips…
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