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in my dream
floating in the river
some paddling too
somewhere to get
in the wash and the wake
once wouldn’t wish in
sleep for an imperfection
dog and I are following each other
around the room
the peaceful sameness in our ways
the mild machine beside me purrs
van drives off
with the back door up
a kind of redistribution
soon the whole town knows
the sane lit day
clocks singing
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the wishing
aubade
it is a leaving
day begins from the
loss
left handed
here’s egg’s other
end
a roll the other way
a midst of all
as far as slept
abandon dreams at
this depart
beginning from a rise
of day
come bright
bed edging
in the breath of each
my evidence
we are trying to read
back into the night
whirl of the world
horizon treed
a howl for all first
things
then here’s my tribe
of light
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to the least
corner of the rain
I
come with crew of bare thoughts
my
all this sure and certain
brick
piers of the known
sometimes
even veranda standing
always
some angle
where
the moss struck
it
in the power of the rain to stop?
where
every leaf is carried away
till
houses we could call them
doors
to weather
in
hours, let’s say
from
a corner of the eye
to
all the world there is
absent
the mind
day’s
where?
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winter’s
middle and a tickle too
this
mist of mine
so
Sunday still
the
chimney at words
from
a fire
it’s
as with the birds
one
sings to the grey
thunder
piano though
this
is another country
days
soaking
and
the rainspeech creek
by
leaf by gum
don’t
mind me
don’t
bother to knock
I’m
just vanishing here
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22.vi.24
hello big
yellow
apostrophe in absentia
hello
big yellow
I
hope you don’t mind me addressing you in the abstract
seeing
as I don’t have a clear line of sight right now
it’s
binawhile
you’ve
let things slip lately
come
over all cloudy, grey
and
yes, we can always do with some rain
but
they
say you’re coming back today
so
far I don’t see any sign
these
rumours, you know, are all very well
and
I guess when you’re in a one star system
you
have to take what you get
and
true, it’s worse when there’s too much of you
and
everyone’s on fire
(too hot the eye of heaven, and so on)
right
now though we’re rubbing hands, stamping feet
today
I’ve
saluted you thirty six times
little
hard on the hip
but
that’s devotion!
I
hope you appreciate it
no,
I won’t look you in the eye
I’m
shy
let
me say
(and
I know the message takes a few minutes to reach you
so
things well might have changed by then)
you’d
be like a lemon to shine
but
brighter, more golden
to
hang from the dripping tree
you’re
a bit of a rasion d’être for us
you
mightn’t know it but
we
all look up to you
you’re
the kind of nuclear fusion we appreciate way out here
(good
safe distance)
so
flare away!
forget
the spots!
(everyone
gets them)
my
roof is waiting, batteries too
we
might like a shower at some stage
big
yellow!
please
put in an appearance today
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an aubade for concert pieces
placating a serial killer
for Rimsky-Korsakov’s
‘Scheherazade’
let me tell you a story
brave sailor and the treasure cave
what wiles!
a flying rug
sensuous taut strings
here’s harp beside piquant
market spices
a major third apart
wild tales
wilder nights!
from murderous hate
trill further, love
you smell of fear
it presses me
let me tell you a story
a magic lamp, great riches
an X on every door
lost cities
and a robot horse
these all come marching to the dance
we’re in
a very private thing
antique science
poets known by heart
philosophies expounded
skills for survival
how jolly the laugh along
how bright the sword
my sudden one
let me tell you a story
for we are short of time
tell on
night’s still
intention veiling
triumph stain
for you my prey my dear
my death
so sad
so far
down deep
dark calm
lust sings
a violent wordless whirl
then here’s cruel day
first light will be for a blade
come my pretty cadence
be one more like the rest
by hornstroke
waltz around the fact
here for my little death and yours
go on with the story, go on
not yet…
you’ll wake with the tune
if you wake
two interesting versions --
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cH2VtUi_rLo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s7l6363oPxo
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there was
always so much world
and
now there’s more
these
adventures in the actual
all
thing about
the
outer inner light
there’s
time for a weigh-me-down
eye
after these least
or
sometimes listen for the night
everything
is like a body
breeze
up in these limbs
it
comes from all directions
a
world
we
are on the face of it
shadow
flit
there’s
time remains
in
all this breath belonging
still
the other side of the year
way
of a track unwound
