Tag: mysteries
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Vision of Antique Province
Ptolemaic maps of Ireland, forts and shipeating cliffs Clothless bard kernes carving out vexing stone glyphs Satires they penned could legacies strip Women faming as chiefs and warriors, Corn kings denippled and drowned in pits The bog the bog that gives the fire, the bog with dead is rich Benbulben of the doors is the…
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Obsessive Anemology
Always our nature compels us to contemplation of things corporeal Boreas and his cardinal questions, inciting movement Dance the first religion, the swaying of trees under wind Wind the first and foremost mystery Comes from where, goes where, unseen but is Wind as wrath and as deliverance. On all fours the sticky floors The palms…
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Nighteen
Finally a working man gambles profitably Able prophets predate their aeons Abel’s blood predated upon, the earth itself drinks itself. Prayed upon Soon prey the bull’s blood Pulls the King from the fool’s hood. Workmen have captured the ways and the devices: Those which the enforced illiteracy of the Druids protected, Those which the Mayan…
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Revenge
My life a mountain, it’s Greek climesAn island of poet kings old rhymesDays of the dog, a corpse consigned to the bogRises up coated in peat slime.His veins are emptyHis pains which in his life drove him insaneGone spun away like wind vanesHe will kill plenty, fold twentyHis gaze still insane he trainsSights on them…
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Would wose Woodwose
the ‘hairy men’ of the past who ‘live beneath the megaliths and hide in the woods’ are really just the ‘hairy men of the past’ who live inside us, in the cavernous temples of our minds, in the genetic labyrinth that we contain and which contains us
Alchemisland 