from “Variations on Dawn and Dusk
antique dove I've long been student ofwings over vast water that neverwith olive sprig exactly returnsand the ruinous waters neverdrain down to the fundamental stoneI've found only ecstasy ofsea-foam and cloud and altering cloudI call the mind of God is it timeof drawing shapes in plain air with sticks the proper method confesses the factsthe sun's window moves across the skythe body lives in time and blocks the light the proper method includes dawn and duskthe ancient thresholds the body steps throughto get further inside myth dispels the mind always-again goes the refrainof the sun it hurts the tongue to saywhat's simple for a long time Ithought thought was light digging its rootbehind the eye but I don't knowwhat happens behind the eye mysolar confession like flowersfaith doesn't question facts of days
Feature Date
- May 15, 2020
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