Tag: writing
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Little Blind One Of The Grass
Feeling your way along well enough For the circling hawk like a ceiling fan At the roots of things, stoving clod, sleeves Itself into mud, swims bog and mire with ease Wading above waiting hawk wanton gold-feet Blind as lime-drowned Tommy your touch balances Supremely tactile, paw eyes and nose ears, taste of noise Swooping…
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Bat
Leather wings alights his loft, Belfry undercroft, cornice oft Leaping post to oceanic night. Sycamores, swerves its smiting, Night knights him, friezes him; Purple cathedral silhouette, dream of canons. Roost of rooks once corbels called shamans gothic feeling within, Day’s summit impassive opulence, heighting height hoisting light higher. Dives then lies flat to branch undersides,…
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Coughing Fit
Spasmracked lungs ransacked air’s collection sacks sapped and blacked, Tar attacks the tubes and life’s Beaufort strength is lowered, hump-backed With coughing, tense with contractions like mare birthing. Less coughed but hacked, Like a cat sick of hirsute innards, hyucked retched, held the walls of the jacks At 3 AM then slank back to bed…
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Taking Under Advisement
Small, red-fleshed man sits Napoleon’s shoulder; destiny’s official Deigned command an Emperor, his missives success of missions, Ignore red man red fate endure, corpse of imminent boon grizzily hatcheted Russian factions lined like Risk troops, dice and action and warm jacketed. Breakfast chamber his tricorn tipped low, watery mush to the tip of the bowl…
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Emergence From Mist
Arcuate hill-round above brineless sea station of observation, Broken glass prayer at dockside pillar to Zeus of Disembarkation. Against Kapok trunk party’s scribbling cartographer leans back Striated, flesh feeling, some give; shoulder sinks imperceptible inch as into wet moss No dizzying ninemileround testaments Kahn’s maths Same of His dreams, of sinuous rilles Midway maybe where…
Alchemisland 