Tag: magic
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Sligo
Here every gatepost is one Yeats leant against It’s like they’re obsessed, facades wearing fragments of stanzas Strangers mates you haven’t met yet, enemies friends kept at breast He’ll be a second coming now he’s gone, due after Godot, gone with winds he worshipped His cold eye cast like a spell, his grave aligned to…
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Coast Evokes
Lines like furrows Oil trucks navigate impossibly small roads, petering out at the sea like an uncupped match Silage smell Dad always rolled his window down to smell it, held nose barely repels it Repulses some delight others olfactorily, farm like an abandoned factory all rust and riddled sheet Smell of slurry hurried by the…
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Sins of the Flesh
I think of my best clothes and they are on Inside my black jacket lining red as scarlet-snouted Anacreon Alacrity enhances your acceptance of invitation Your smile written citation I slink naked, clock my best clothes and they are off Upon the floor, finery’s trapdoor Stoking old loves angry spurned ghosts, host hating rewinding old…
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Caving
Hymns to Pan Hymns to lust Grasping sheets at satyr’s thrust Mad handed ecstasy of fumbling Dry Steppe, home to a horselord or haven to homeless Your love a great cave, soundless and immune to soundings, grave of groundlings Ground tending downwards, rifled rock like a golem’s throat The cave of your love is on…
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Sharp
Your love is like a needle Source of addiction and depredation, depraved about you Paved about you pathways to varieties of demises The miser Mike has become stranger Your love now something needful Essential affection, by conviction a conniver I will court and don your attentions Your abstention from me abhorrent, seedless like an old…
Alchemisland 