Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book XVI

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850

Loops affirm, her harps are wove,
as term & sign, at folded flowing

floating down, and signs along
the way are waves of light, yr name

is eagle, love’s song permits, recedes,
envelopes into seasons sung, the same

and call yr names, for pleasure faces
upward on the bed, her eyes inside

as comes alert along released is
told electric made no error, as

spoke in leaves the room yr heart is
said to me, a firm and pleasant load

and sharp shots in her body seeds to
throat & hand or filming into over

calls the same to day is laid by hand
and eye to folded floats the river

water sung or perfect thrown the tie
and moon of easier moods to noon.

851

wd send yr eyes are flaming forming
further in some airs retrieve & visit, how

she weaves these pleasures seeming sand, as
light & sending in yr favors forward has

as light, yr love recalls to hear these lines
permit and share this line within a room

yr flying signs the times to hoses fitted filter
sends around in term yr movies falling

down & then again, a finger drawing in to
sail within, as has to let them dream

yr body flavored light within and sails
her shape as dreaming drawn to say

wd clear around remembers driving down
a day as steam & shine within, as

blow below and lightly favors forward a
line is made with walls & favors at

yr time & moving down as dreamed alert
to say the same is met at charges.


852

In seams, is wrapt, or catches
out some singing day or door, a

folded arm collapsed a heart & over
loops are lines to say yr name in

senses left or moody, lighted in the
waves some rest, respite, ringing

where the center caution reams her
eye and arm the same for love

and smooth her lines are facing in
some lines are made again for shape

yr hands are perfect seems to name
the rest as has, to let them in and

call fortunes signs are weaving in to say
you are, and sail between her thighs

a spot and charm, yr eyes are folded
in and naming light the same time

calling down for what we are the
same rooms drawn to white light.

853

Is made, or words declare and show
the lines are drawn apart, yr eyes.

But says alone, yr matter mounting
light between the days, or passion.

Still, a name is drawn aside, fr love,
and called against the air like music,

and said, along alone is music meeting-in
as has, and let to smoother marks at

shore & long against her eases spoke.
or sharp, yr faces flown aside is loop

recall some names have thought aside, &
makes them ladies turning in the light,

together seen or chorus, seed inside this
song the same : or short, wd clear to

something new or leased to other terms
& new you let me go along, & then

decides, or hears the time along its
instrument, music gently split apart.


854

I called you down alone, delivered
into light this space is gathered for

the marks you heard inside me, sad
to grow apart no lesson in the way,

but shoaled her eyes were large and
hurt to see this drawing down of

love into empty seasons curling into
life alone, perhaps; no other calls

and leaves these thoughts behind to
sail away no holds but making-out

this reason going down the body’s legs
are turned apart and leaves the day

aside or motive where the seasons lie
to call aside yr faces forward in

the moon and calling, here again wd
be yr flowing movies laid to rest

as sense or passion drawing tight
together slower motives into morning.

855

or pulled yr hand aside, and
further sharper songs were made.

afloat between the days together sd,
alone, or folly sharing you this

decrease to hard times rememb’rd.
I moved against yr daisies floating

down between yr thighs, and sung
another movie drawn perfection is

the rule in the heart’s beginnings, at
the moon and pleasure, shore along

yr breasts are newer fashions for
the fancier tones we’ll play to

save our winter’s motives laid
against the bed and pressing

flat against each other for relief
released and made another time

the airless cords and love each other
in the white light of something dreamed.

856

I call my seasons drawn apart and
see yr names evade my dreaming

heart imprisoned self imposed release
no caution folding long alone & pain

the waves are sheltered further down
my wanting token shall beneath yr

help was offered how I say retreat to
conscious action salad green & hearty.

Or are you clear some dreaming heart
is wasted elevated signs reveal yr

empty hands and name some clutter
after what is real his birth no day

for parties freaking out again again wd
say for help is met yr friends for

years, but then the avenues retreat and
leave me where I started, what’s the

business made defeat & pain which
says to me I make my love & light too far.

857

wd clear across the fires, drawn
for seasons, climb & toss his airs

renew to folded fashions leaving
down the center sailing moon and

charm alert to showers calling-in,
as has, between the days, a knot,

and shallow marks reveal a newer
time, and mounted down along the

rail, a moon a movie said, to hold
against the day, alert & holding

on the mountain cross across the
day or doorway mark & chain, you

are these things alert or new, would
say, again, for love this light

reveals the tower saving down again
you might become th wave of

light which says, the day is love’s
and drawn against your thighs, alert.


858

the quantity of names outlasts pressure
sentenced even out the rooms of light

are spoke as love wd tremble fuller shown
than evening’s rooms against yr faces flown

and shaper news is let at spoons reverse
to pools as mark & sign wd clear & fly

in masks these simpler seasons set for
what is as this mood return, approach the

tiger’s tail is treading down and light
too far is shown to mountain’s draw.

As mood and season shown, yr faces
flying unredeemed, her arms are long

against my sighing heart & fervor in
retreat I feel this driving through my

forces feeding single songs are held affirm
for miles the sound is echo move this tail

and hour, forms her pleasure is my own
wd seem to shore afloat a bird is drawn.

859

wd clear the air against these easy dues,
doors are folded back for seasons sd

and fashion : loop to air recall yr days
were fewer fine and center marked

alert along yr highways lost to time a
fragile portion says the moon is time to

take the same repeat retreat and hours at
the trail are pooled like senses saying

mark and song you are these airs of
light the doorway saying now or not a

blue term feeling down as goes to sail
yr feathered faces forward mark and

song the t rail the same to new as
movies laid along yr movies marked

the blue light emptys love to sail
around the world for treats her days

are lap dissolve, a folded set of legs as
water marked the skies as open up.

860

As yes are larger shined affirms
yr hazes dreaming down, as set

to larger shores reflect yr faces in
the moon & sending, retreat today;

they are not crowding forward in the
shores dependent to sail between

her sighs no pleasures from my other
but a distance leaping in and says

you would declare the time yr own
as has these rooms afar yr movies

tending long along the board he met
these fools along the way & waving

to the rest as rests the navy dreams
his shores arrived to wait perhaps

a life wd sail in newer terms to
leave her weeping, folded back & judged,

but waits; pay attention, love’s light
the same, and makes the way yr own.

861

At this turn, her face is coiled shut,
a smoother day is future tense, and

shoaled like river-rafts, a blue balloon.
Or call yr faces flying in her eyes are wet

unspoken abundant light reveals love’s face
en face and forward flying heart, at

shore recall afloat I’ll meet yr eye
again, and salient sails her lines are

made against time I’d draw my fire,
and hold yr face along my dreams

as far as this, the cosmos ringing names
between success and reason, how you

are my woman flying sharp before yr
winds, and meet yr father strongly,

love wins along along the trail & way,
and here you are, my shell and sign,

striding out to meet yrself in love and
coming back again, Return, & wait.

862

I call yr name at night, and gather
futile strength to fight the pain, and

roll across the bed & back against my
heart is wall and harness, dream & tide;

these dreams of summer fell across the
sky, or filled us with some hope of light.

Now we must abandon all, give love
back, and hope this hardness is not

permanent, pain dampens love’s drawing
firm between yr eyes, and lines not

spoke, to leave alone these days and
wander out the streets are bare again,

and people walking on them have no
faces, eyes across the gloom & tourney,

we came up short against these walls
no air but passion passing out, the

body’s firm refusal to enter in again;
the heart’s anchor fallen, armed for battle.

863

As streams afar yr names are met in
shale or calls like love as seems a

name arrived again & sending, through
yr hazes climbing in to sail these lines

on the river floating left to right you
are the moon’s own children flown

like music sail & dream, a feathered
fashion forward. And as these calls

are rised arriving down yr nature shore
recall enflame her houses striving

out to meet across town & shining in
yr heart no waiver steams this sudden

thrown aside wd flower hard against
my hand and sign yr shell is dream

to term wd fly again and gentler throw
the air aside in winning how you

star afloat in eagle’s songs revived
wd slow & silent move yr heart.

864

Prisoner of the cruel sisters, light-dreamed
falls asleep and strong wd say, that

love is also distance, myth or song, &
how they lie about their pleasure. But

he trusts her quest, and finds love sung
in hell, even, and told to stay the

same: as has, so let, you are and
sent like dreams are words to hold

affirm these polar ices drawn to sailing
term the eagle floats this air is

also ocean-spoke and termed you are
to heal this loop aloft and mood

these rooms have left the earth the
very mood of tension, or are you

sure yr right? Wd make no term
or difference, then, and coiled out out

the day the same is spoke, a shell
is captured, held, turned to sleep.


865

Eyes enflame, as has light-love sd,
a spoke a wheel and turning drawn aside

strong along her song wd peal afar you
are inside names a day and moving

in between her eyes, a spot is green a
loose loop sailing down the seas again in

turkey shots marked among friend-others,
style of moon marks dream yr face

wd make men weeping, air-cloud, light
a noon-moon, love is clearing-in day

to shores revive & sing yr names are
moon among my lines are drawn aside

from left to right the eye alive is moving
in to hold as weaving down her life

and has this day in term & union
made together love’s time rewind and

charm as moves together sign this life
in thankful diagrams of light again.

866

Changed, as-has, among yr lines, a book
o love’s signs drawn in light wd make

another name against the tides are drawn
dreamed aside yr flying faces forward seen

as house and garden in between yr lives
are making down the side the earth is

home enough for love’s time again this space
is warm to light is made alone perhaps,

but find my woman deep in side myselfe
for eagle and his sons wd name their hillside

as time and memory made remembering how
the heart is new to healing light beyond the

day to friends and signed as days alive you
sail this season down to hold alert the

day is time along these waves of light
wd clear to say, again, along-along-among

and goes to meet the day at hustles
swinging in & pushing hard to fly.

867

A rare diverse, and uniform, too, as
retort fire man-sung his wandered

mark is work enough at love, his
tempers furor shaled first & lighted

in the mark & proper : these shaper
lines review, a haircut would snap these

faces forward leaning hart-grown and
single seen her waves ere lapping sea

shell signed among my children taught
to fuck again this shore of love-torn

light-shot air remiss & changed, his
flight is on the wing, restore to well

the manner of release her sleep and
finger’s song wd open out to stronger

work this fold alive is handled outer
held and make a house for love’s

bodies singing in & out their hanging
trees are covered over with white light.

868

At home and entered, injures darkness
falling through the air the light

revives her faint and prospers love as
on across the water flies his name in

light revealed by shine yr faces in
the air and moving, outer out to heal

my journey moved beyond the air is
calm or changing through these lives

we move mood & charm alert is said
they hold between her eyes, a spot is

saying down & journey, lays the folds
to sleep and hold against yr airs

revealed a shape a shore recalls the
feelings loop and charm withdraws

to sail between her pain and serve
the top some other leans across &

forward charged a line a lion and
shell is hard to open, love, a mile.

869

In tense, yr joy yearns, as has
her slips & senses driving through

these flying faces forward shine
alive a line is smoother song and

time for seeing how these lines are
pealing down yr time & season

drawn like love in time’s terms
love is made of these beginnings

Turn beyond the work is formed of
flying forces drawn the thunder

booms a shock alert to hear yr toes
crackle down the lines again and

shore aloft in score to life along &
sending through the air retreat or

pause and join again yr friends
have faces too, alert & single

blown together, holding there to say,
shell, I love you down these days.

870

Yr eyes flame and voice, and t h en
the day is left afar to sail within as

has her signs are living deep within her
flying faces forward lines are seen afar.

As seen a fault perhaps wd score
review reverse, or loop along to hold

and jump, the eagle sees the fire, and
the lady turned within for rescue, holds

the jump before him, having made it
‘once before and told her about it, the

effect one has on others, said, I take
you in and teach the crazy style

I am as free, and told my teacher, too,
his frame in hand, oblique perhaps

these stories synchronized not desperate
brave perhaps; but here and now begins

to episode this perfect leap to get my
woman clear & fine; love and light a shell.

871

Relief to float afar, below the heart
a pain and heading in the fire as

treads the tiger’s tail and season holds:
below the pan, an edge is called & sent

to spin these charms away & look the ice
yr eyes are also made the same for

love to drift away the pain intense regained
and set to sail my head inside the light

and deeper dive & jump to know its name
and how I lean too far inside its

power shorted-out & smooth to leap to
shouldered other lapsed between her

eyes, s spot & term as made bananas
for my life’s food shortened into time

he says return, at last a salient drum
is mood & charm review these passes

long beyond her floating palace in the
air a struggle sisters in the dark.

872

The day & time, as sd, begin & hear yr
thoughts, the heart is made this way, begin

or fold along yr mind the body’s life connected
inner forward shines this light is also

love to listen to the words you speak, at
pain begun & proper to the mark, yr

life and presence making houses shore t heir
rooms for light arrive and sail this

mood loving life her earth is moon
enough for my selfe to hear at anchor

moving here begun the work to clear
old worms away, the ground prepared for

work and say, across the water moved
my courage, settling in at last to

score these days and keep my head inside
the things we’re doing, up on the

mountain, he’s writing every day, perhaps
we’ve moved inside the problem after all.

873

As passing pushing up & dance to fly
ahead & pause pushed her eyes are

rooms of light & brown beyond yr heart
to eases caught the future tense, ahead

ahead and folding down yr fires have
the oars recede and passion finds

some season, spends aside his houses
call to move the snow is mood &

song wd float aside the food the
friends are ceremonies from the heart

and my woman sends her name my
own eagle shell & sign, for hoses

sending up the spine a transformation:
agent, palm and line yr flying faces

find a name and hold the time inside
yr open eyes wd find the flesh

arrived the head the time is term
enough, & borne alive afloat, I go.

874

“She laughed at my terrible swift sword.”
Backflash, recall : and rage. The

sword leaves my back and light returns
and love is made another name, to see

and feel the rage at the same time, &
seeps out, lead-weight stomach-release.

Lying on my back in the warm pool
]the sun reflecting off the water over

my balls, regenerated, joined to my
body, my woman spoken open, and

acid-seen repeat s , release, prostate
shudder,. Medulla spasm-burst, &

flash-recall, and even, even out, yr
words are feelings made, not things:

eagle shot and forward her feathered
faces forward long along these

waves of light are shining through
the air a name, a spot, a mark:!

875

The poem at its ending-out : disordered
at the end, the book says, rhythm-

trance is broken, the order of the problem
relieved & the spirit set-sent and sentenced

out fr words (“werds”) they linger forward.
Plain speech resumes, the “she” of “it” has

Disappeared, the moment-barrier reached
endared & seen, scene-song, mind-real.

Space-out head-dance done its work, the
“conscious mind trying to dodge, feint, heist

its way through the net or grid of the
unconscious.” Cola. Or thrust-shot, all

clear outer says, you are, & thing seen
is just that, as crossed over, great water:

dreamed I was in her room (the smell of her
from the bed), and read the same paper

today, surely I am in both places, &
ended or not, this has changed, at last .


Tom Eagle : Missoula, Palo Alto 12 .5.76