Each ecstasy I carry aims toward the clarity
of heaven. Light by light Hellenic stars —
ignite between the rivers. Old parent stones
slip shoulders. Rise & fall & rise beyond[...]
Sep 3rd
Friday“Poetry”
The Confession(1)
2008 November 11
Each ecstasy I carry aims toward the clarity
of heaven. Light by light Hellenic stars —
ignite between the rivers. Old parent stones
slip shoulders. Rise & fall & rise beyond[...]
The Confession
on the way from here to there
Time & again there’s tomorrow. A moment
grows, surrenders. Dawn takes the hillside, rise.
What can not be fathomed becomes
every which way far & wide. Familiar land,[...]shore
above this grave of whale,
above this grace they navigate
no further than their sails.
inveigh their arcane arrogate [...]adrift on the cold — kiss of tides
his hooves
have ground the sand before
to steed the vestal beach
as always it seems, Evangeline[...]
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