Light Bussing Tears
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Egowall
if the season of stars
and that of suns can arm
in arm down time’s corridor
if their campfires in faint
crawl can mirror winks
if hemlocks, disabl’d
to tread, can yearn thru the compost
and wind,
and be fulfill’d in fire’s
absence
then why do we, so
appris’d of them,
ponder to afford
or not
a hand in bloom, an orb’s
regard,
a welcome?
how drunk are we
enslaving wisdom,
in order to pit celebrity
against the self!
Beak through Creed’s Egg
‘tis there?
there ‘tis today–
after years–
the forces of concrete and prayer
clashing with coincidence–
till shone the holy rock
like a pleasant sun
all because the pleas
were reply’d–
not always to the fullness
of the hope–
but nonetheless reply’d–
that another ear dwelt
in some abstract region
a challenge to a newer war–
being belief enough
versus th’ unsociable sloth,
whose tongue be mostly paper
Darkness Speaks
this morning
the sunrise warm’d my skin
my feet and hands puddl’d along the shore
o’er the last breath of each wave
my fingers tast’d of salt
the fragrance of the sea and barbecues
the melodia of seagulls and swimmers
such was Today’s shape of my perpetual night
that only a Blind Woman like myself
can digest
and be uplift’d
to a smile
Collision of Thoughts Unthinking (06/23)
Myself Sown
In
Mystery’s uberous Womb:
Fertilization
of
Void and Benumbment:
Motion:
Polyembryos of Time…
Final Prelimit = Eternity
“… at Infinity’s Door
Abandon’d…”
Farewell, dearest Knowledge!
Greetings,
U
N
K
N
O
W
N
Knock!
Knock!
Memorial Day 2023
young USA
garb’d in grad gowns
of campaigners—
some tearfully etch’d
upon the DC Wall—
others bearing witness
to today’s handshakes—
everyone glad it’s over
…at least There
I’d like to honor the memory
of PFC Peter Alan Gruca,
who graduated Marine boot camp
in March of 1969
and was a casualty of the Vietnam War
in November of the same year.
He died serving our country
at the young age of 19.
Semper Fi
(photo courtesy of the Wall of Faces)
Passion Key (from the Time Capsule)
fronds of amethyst spellbound
by a fragrance from heaven
whins of sapphire tittering
on a clear night
tendrils of turquoise in song
to a warm heart
the ruby of a rainbow the star
of a summer’s rain
it is You
loujen haxm'Yor 