#1828 - thinking of Chang E

 

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thinking of Chang E

responding to Damen O’Brien’s ‘Sonnets with the Moon’

 

at last count

 

bee circumvents

we are here to cheese

 

to weave under the drift

so far

 

all the moving world

past the rest

 

it’s all that lives

against fact of matter

 

pure delight

nonetheless

 

take aim

a green baize plane

concussion

 

all orbit

are landed upon

 

the dust prints still

waste trackless

 

it was all up with the eyes

a cloud so shaped

as pry behind

mighty yet

 

on the walls of the womb

it is written

 

neon bright

Payne’s grey’s a blue

but all cats are

 

we’ll well up now and then

 

I grew a moon in my mind

pondsworth

it was like a coin eclipsed

 

other way round

 

mere gravity

again and again

 

we sank and we sang

all the way down

 

to be without being

as I am in these words

 

as ‘when does a rock become one’

 

that is the trick of everything told

 

spin fast enough

find another shape

 

take a rabbit

 

going in flesh

coming out bone

 

take an egg

a bit of so-whattery

 

how would that come about?

 

bounce along

with a heart in the song

 

here because we’re smart

we’re strong

 

it was any moon

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