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Archive for the day “March 23, 2017”

CODE

I’M SPEAKING TO YOU FROM THE HEART

BUT IT’S COMING OUT IN CODE

An ecstatic confession?   My mother saw her 1st sunrise

at 93:  It was orange  NOT  yellow!   emphatically     2

lines of orange light  just over the buildings  far off in the sky

It was so beautiful!   I didn’t know quite what it was   

 

What is the name of that place in the States where they

covered up a UFO sighting?  I thought this was what she

was telling me   A fire breathing dragon in the east!   A burning

bush on Sinai    1947  Roswell:  the flying disk in the sky    Or

perhaps like that hard shelled bug   the one we kept in a jar  +

batted around for an entire summer   A visitation?    Be careful what

you torture      The Gods will likely arrive in disguise

 

Build a shrine to your innocence    It will return with a vengeance at 80

+be all you have left at 90  when the firsts + the lasts  areoneandthesame

 

We came upon ducks    It was 1963     Wild with wanting one  I trampled

them   They fled from said child  who trembled  with a future  approaching

unabated     Maps entirely futile       Never to be fully navigated

 

An unshaven holyman crouched by the bullrushes   A river flowed through

our ravine  carrying the bones of ancestors  +those not yet born  all the way

from the burbs to Babylon    New forms  both strange +familiar   alighting

like an old grief  about every 10yrs. or so   Crouching on slow thighs  waiting

to be born

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I must clear the house of my head,

I must make room for a shrine before they all die,

With fireflies and starlight.  

(Walcott   White Egrets   2010)

RIP  Derek Walcott  87   Nobel Prize  St. Lucian Prophet  

..my muse on a very good day..

 

Spring  2017

 

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