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Stardust
have our spirits always been
as fancies my heart?
from time’s weaning
to Eden
to redwood saplings
to when Everest was but a plain with child
to when clouds cry’d into Atlantic canyons
to when a candle yawn’d and stretch’d
and marry’d Night with Day
Oh, yes
We were there
Still Life
what sees the Loveseat
portrait of our memories
ever maturing
Little Bearers
Maiden Voyage
celestial Pollen
blown from deepest Nothingness
to birth Everything
Berth of a Lifetime (from the Time Capsule)
from looking up
within the shade
of my forebrethren
to casting my own shadow
upon green flesh
breaking ground
till leafless gray
groom’d my breathless limbs
for others to shelter
for inquiring minds to nourish
at my newest splendor
I am at home
Figment on a Thread
I keep returning here
from another dream
knowing what’s
around every next corner
behind every next doorway
beneath every next footstep
but then the haze be sever’d
without tocsin
bleeds out the vision
evaporates its memory
till outside my sleep
a spark in distant time
bethinks that same place
where I’ve never been
or have I?
sometime else?
East Coast Sunset
western wax
almost all melt’d away
Flame slowly
blear’d by her umbrage
her final song a miracle
to enslav’d orbs
while Jersey Shore dreams
of tomorrow’s birthday
loujen haxm'Yor 