Tag: writer
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A Rider Is Coming
All left wondering Earth thundering Who is coming But Cú Chulainn His chariot running Carves great runnels In runebanded armour He is the sun king The span of royal mouth His circuit decrees My kingdom all that lies between My wheels now and where they’re later seen He carves new routes, cuts roots clean New…
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Players Please
Skeleton finger hands limbering up above piano keys Attained by degrees these masteries Black and white in rank and file she prods songs from chess pieces Keratin traces every face along its length, rousing scales She plays one handed Her profiled eye like a sunfish side winks, old romantic Head nodding in drugged emphasis Another…
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Yellow Rose
She grows that garden rose Grows without control Sweet smells climb up my nose Everything goes on under my nose Without my knowing. She is a rose Her billowing robe flows like abundant sap Chinese female gold, her dress is yellow orpiment Her shift in yellow also, gem of the orchard She is a scorching…
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Do You Think Anyone Noticed?
You’re back and everything I lacked in your absence snaps back like a bent twig Or a thumb-racked elastic band Captain Beefheart’s Magic Band wrote my backing track, penned my heart song Dying is quick and the living’s long, my heart is quickening like a marching throng Whistling Martian songs conquering shellfalls approaching the battle…
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Stillorgan Summer Summer Summer Summer Sixteen
How long a day seemed Quilt of my memories seams Laserlike flambeau sunbeam Like blended quartz leant marble texture to the hidden vents, tunnels, runnels, ridges, dells and delves, copses and treetops and Cernunnos like a triceratops Lop eared coneys fear goshawks Lop eared coneys feed goshawks Where trees walk rivers talk Glyptodons rank marshes…