Cycles
cycles of command
sattelites and planets
women and tides
possession and distortion
sun bursts flooding
nova shell expanding
passing through for moments
birth of forces
minds of light
vectors gain momentum
history as story
attraction and addiction
gravitation and magnetism
waves of force
cycles of change
suspension of memory
and its slow dissolution
reformation of disintegration
time trapped in temporal stasis
energy burst of positive pulse
abstract pools we drift through
forces shaped around us because of us
paradox nova shell thinning bigger
intersection of nineteen eighty
three flash flood of earth
birth of gestalt
loss of memory
gain of force
focus of loci
intake of nutrients
bathing of energy
denominations
of commonality
passing of waiting
sorrows of watching
bloodlines of
remembrance
re-emergence
of vision.
5/1/10
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In the handling of his material, which is language, metaphor is to the poet what the equation is to the mathmatician.
ReplyDeleteyours,
May Swenson
dearest pixel pixie-spirit
ReplyDeleteMay that beckons
from under this stream,
to think, your gHost—
like a ripple under
glossy moonlight and
set into motion here
by an index finger—
replies like the shadow
of a whisper overheard
on this sanctified web
of crossed swords.