tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16714944896587116162024-03-13T21:44:56.144-07:00tom taylor - poems and textsjim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comBlogger189125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-78591879645855991312007-08-14T12:55:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:39:25.050-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- NOTES FROM NOWHERENOTES FROM NOWHERE<br />
THOMAS LOWE TAYLOR<br />
AKA ANABASIS<br />
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IRRESOLUTE DISTANCES<br />
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Fundamental muslins<br />
Flaming literals<br />
Poached refusals<br />
Litany spores<br />
Touché whore<br />
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Talent sprouts<br />
Loser tribes<br />
Infinite bombs<br />
Gusty soups<br />
Form lust<br />
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Polar disuse<br />
Global warning<br />
Fester swoon<br />
Attar pulls<br />
Afforded lapse<br />
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Appall nostrum<br />
Late medium<br />
Short poles<br />
Fundamental light<br />
Easier flues<br />
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Tepid fires<br />
Roaming point<br />
Direct flier<br />
Afforded mists<br />
Deleted absence<br />
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Knocker pocks<br />
Lute snort<br />
Flex stasis<br />
Potent silence<br />
Mute noise<br />
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Blue shies<br />
Porn church<br />
Flood master<br />
Born among<br />
Borne alone<br />
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These said<br />
No muter<br />
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The call. Runs through me like isolated instances runs through me like water runs, through me like love’s angular distances in the room without presence or distinction, open signs are further opened by the hand that runs the drill into your being on the street at all no motor running at the ditch of accepted plasms from her voices in your steadily pounding center in the midst of hollow voices in the plane of other folks who lay down beside you each night to dream the strange songs singing in your words don’t stop but run incessantly inside each other making other sounds you can’t quickly forget nor even recall within five seconds the imagery lasting even less than now is not soon enough to make it happen again… comes the door at senses wrung aloud some noise betimes the lesser on the edge a monster in the wings winging upward into the gloom of the dying planet wrung from its promise by the suck and thump of the gobbling screaming oozing figure in the doorway wagging its fingers all fifteen of them on one hand behind its back clutching a book which has no pages filled with the lighted words which fall upon the darkening floor without pity or scorn into some destiny afforded not too soon to remember which way the trail went into the gloom with no tunnel at the end of the light to guide you in forging ahead as you must where the signs are all backward facing with hoods or clothes laid over the reflective surfaces from which no elves sing nor beat the hollow drums which muffle the screams you keep down vomit in your throat assigns no rooms to delay you.<br />
As if awakening from a sleep no dream manifest without words to describe the passage inside the stomach of the beast who carries you further on into the glade and tempo of your own reasoning to be alive carries the distance into color or camp or colony of friends who left their own identifications at the entry to this empty maze of unlighted corridors around the cold, burnt-out pit of indistinctness which allows no solution nor conclusion arriving or leaving at the same time the solipt night which turns infinite chaos into the universe of your own pinpoints of light at the top of your head to let the air into the worm farm glutting thought forms from their own empty creation heals the center has not held but sprung alive from its own destiny like another crop failure on the dark side of the noon into which you’ve poured your energy like a sump or further sign of the unknown inside your particular darkness rancorous puke on your plate of seams.<br />
Heads on poles their tongues blackened with unspoken drivel the last moment heard in silent screams which rhythm from one silence to and through an equally silent further allowances for spaces alienated from their scum at the top of the dirty jar we live inside the hours made unpleasant for our enjoyment no less empty that the alternative universe we imagine for escape from the conscript of our imitation together of the hour at hand an apocalypt yet forward throne of the gloom’s intensity at the sign of this scoop and rumble in the hollow of your armpits are still mined by tiny bugs slowly devouring our entrails like alligator soup in the kitchen of desire uncorrected by the automatic function of the machine which glitters at the top of the chain of command centers not allowing for response or palliation at the screen of intent the formal details the looming post the foreign bags of soil dumped at the edge of the beach the dead fish this morning as far as the eye could see up and down the beach at two foot intervals their gills open their eyes open the birds giving them far distance not feeding on them without explanation or sign.<br />
Fossilectomy of the conscious mind emitting doubt’s despairing wail into the ether culls neither promise nor the absence of folly relieving itself in your drowning hands clawing at the surface of the doom you pull inside your light from an absence of anything different on the horizon of the seconds smoothing away into nothingness…. She smiled across the moving rubber belt which separated us and extended her hand in a greeting I had encouraged her to give by my own simple air and movie, ah the debts of freedom freely given and taken which disallow misunderstanding from their emptiness of intent or fallow signs of intent and program, the singular appositions of the simpler realm which link speech to its hand-waving and eyebrows of commentary and the solid glances in the direction of the screen or the broken wave slamming down on the coast of your own meaning in the term and season of what might not even have been mentioned at the start of the day or at the end of time where we all swim upstream against an unflagging current in the sallow moon not gleaming but staring down upon our simpler acts left on the floor for the sweeper at the end of the day….<br />
Cluttered from the upper down coast where the shallows teem with unspoken rhyme, the dealer smokes his lower face removed from the invisible shades of his blur and loon, a partition at the store not remote or smothered yet clean and jerky to the entering tribes at their own mercy for the terminals hooked apart from any reason or scenario in the night. You’d occluded this far from that but knot upon the seer and crown at fashion from the allowable present, nor remove, nor school them down the airs they crawl aside and hold<br />
Dumb down the dumb how to throw? Lates the noir puta, she ‘has offered to let me kip at her crib while I suss out the scene’ ol Dirty Ernie writes. Adrift in the alimentary canal, dear Watson, no favor in your dog treats, belay that pinner, dude. I’d not remained a sentry for nothing, a few years is enough to call this hour dead in the water is late with the food… heals the deal, no future in the ski shop closing down early, but flowing like chocolate for hebron, n’ere due teal or out. Skim the silly duck frown, nox palentia, in your ear with a frozen billedeux held firmly vibrating skin at the dawn alienated (on screen) from hours crept into the dunk meister, late crap aside, vomit the red dawn from childhood strangers with no candy in sight, I sigh your melting new moon from anywhere on the page unattended lights rewind dumbshit tapes back onto the plug. Forced labor in the delivery room at low pay. Dimples wrapt in doubt like dark chocolate kisses from Nigeria in the delta of venus sad afar in northern eye-rack they blow jobs from the Inner Expansive Devoiders on your felt pan or fried lungers on the plate of wife and spasm Jimmy’s carder murmurs at the wing and span, no bridge claws the air rooster likes her more than naught eee, then fluxus dream the passage of rhyme beyond screams are night moves on the screen of taught or muther facture one car at a thyme’s own season at light’s lingering lynx at the mouth of the cave, teeth or razor blades for the rapist’s scorny, buttered slime dwellers fold a rancorous blue ox<br />
The mist broke slowly through the rein of tear her into pieces for the disappeared at all times and reasons, another type o’lander, mute foxes rue the dei at beads of worry from the halter round the room, dance dunce-like, a pointer headed up the line lying time at time’s own idiot prince in the beige house on the poster boy has slipped apart from the dead walking shaun’s dream of passive identity aggressed toward the dream-clerk charging too much for not enough is regular capitol isn’t, there’s the rub and rancor chilling at your beak no splinter flux her rather like a dean of inspection at the front office, clock ticking only on the minute, pound pound, it’s a raw rue in the pan of life, cocked and loaded muffs your whey and spinky downtown craps the hooter up again formal lakes o’ land, butt her toast the forced entry is the day’s day inherent posts are loose or fraternal links have spread across the loaf-in-skye king for a day but dead at the end of the play, like history, like donuts, like another sign of light behavior on the road to better deeds imagined but not scene for a wrong time, “lead my rips” the restaurateur floated above his painted plates, won ton at a time, day by day a ray of light escapes<br />
Letter up, flomax nauseous, wrinkled dayskin, dead fish walking, man in a hat says no, chinky longbow named him fluke of the ear, ding and dong the winning duo at the doubles doubles four at a time at the net, ark and triumph motor the cycle down the road of strife a shit sandwich laughing in your face, where’s the bred love movement at the ridge of the elementary canal has one stop too many doors, scanned successfully I’m told against my will and testaverde greenballs at the center point where the tackles wait behind him for death’s calm unfolding nurture of madness was the day’s particular fold on the skin of deeds melting from the friezes old malthus’ premature ejection from history’s naught and plenty, sucked dry against the door, as ‘i’m nobody who are you’ reads my headstone, ‘look for me under your bootsoles’ with jimmy buffet singing ‘the last line,’ that’ll do for my scattering of ashes soon enough no doubt but left for the day’s own beginning to be the same again you fold apart and fly away paper sticky new tone<br />
Caught up inside the secret of my secret, worn trident not sticking to any guns at all but focused and tiny, a consultant from the other side rewinding my ticker-tape sense of something unregulated or dismissed… a flogged weave stuck on the dessert of undue proportions without redeeming characters, just a formal post stuck in your chest with labels all around the town clamming to the right and left tides against which nothing remits or pools afloat the husker due his moths and schisms… warm climax feels the say and toad his letter bomb unleased by apartheid rules from outside their zone of despair, not willing to escalate nor to rid the tomb of its graffiti proclaiming the holy czar a ruler in disguise no more but nailed to the cross of his own intentions to be on top of the gig.<br />
Even the salmon find it difficult, swimming against the tide with their hands chopped off by the ‘rebels’… if they do it to them, they’ll do it to us, don’t forget that for a minute in your objectivity and distance from the frame of intentions decorating your bedroom with decals and posters to a non-existent fixion the name of which escapes me, fortunately. The yew of he is the imprint you left on me ten thousand years ago when we were hung, er, young, er, jung… now it’s splash and spasm, held prisoner by a love against your will and fervor, left on the doorstep with the other orphans you met along the way… I’m not complaining, you know, just musing in my beer or wine in this case… Ichiro made a diving catch, sliding his face into the grass like a ploughshare, so their pitcher nailed him with a 92 mile an hour fastball right in the knee, that’ll slow down the little bastard… not so, he came back with isometrics and an unknown diet, just like Joe Montana getting up the next week to nail Jerry Rice in his outstretched arms again and again.. and so it goes.<br />
So in the mysteries of love’s anchor on the heart, like a dirigible in reverse, the negative colors of the lighted sky leaving the black stars on a blaze of white light from the glow on the horizon you thought you’d never see or tell your children about, duck and cover, it’s not too late a hundred years ago, the turtle’s shells melting under the force of our deceit. What’ll flex your tremors is the sign of the times evading your cautious glow around the edges of the plate while the food shatters into its molecules and poisonous, foreign substances introduced like cardboard in your yabyum or cloture on the passage, ah, the passage itself from gloom to doom, as if you’d dance all night with the queen of the savages only to find the ghost of your mother coming up out of the watery depths in the dream, a wrinkled crone, trying to drag your ankles and pull you down again and again.<br />
It’s a pretty unremarkable substance, this phlogiston in the mind without pity or form, a languor passing for memory which is more like a quilt than a lining, as if liberty itself were just another mis-spelled work or trance-glance flowing along the lines of beast resistance, cavorting among the daisies while the dance of death plays on the radio with the best advertisements for anything at all undistinguished from the muter dee which clogs the arteries and chasms of the formal diatribe which seems to rule the day, seems you say, seems and seams of light which cannot be described or pushed away from the table in any passion at all, an indistinct atmosphere of caution and broom, the wild flowers on the land are growing taller by the day, their stalks as thick as the handles on the paint roller, or are you getting smaller in proportion to the folks who lurk at the edges of the day in their own drama clean and pure in the ignorance of their very clothing…<br />
It’s the posture of the season, it’s the nature of the deal we made with whomsoever…<br />
D’talks the robe of sadness a hole in the wall affords no view the fire in the gut a fathom of density you don’t resemble from the outer claims of your attentive posture in the skin of the day, it’s a hazard of small partitions sad anthemic songs from the radio the rope of sadness knotted inside time’s narrowing flight forward from sign it says remember not but slim her sailing yes and know the long ride home is still an accelerant on the face of things as they are the porridge of dissatisfaction acclaimed by many honored by few from where you came from no names were admitted onto the floor for discussion or a faience clambers overside the light blinding your muted tongue was the undoing of everything….<br />
Your namesake moans into the room from where he was some time ago take out fools are the day’s recall some tine and fop attune nix poster plume scrim flatly dancing from the waste down the road’s unwinding spume and flatter. The room encoded for heat. Here ice calms the floor from smoothly ridden ponies at the gate, stomping and lowing like cattle on the way out, a sad dog in the newspaper somebody dropped off at the pound, less than humane but all too familiar, the troops crashing into each other in their hurry to leave the scene of their crimes against humility, just following orders, the orders of the day, the elephants in line each one hanging onto the tail of the one before and tugging on the one after, the old satanic secretary wandering the halls of unjustice notebook in hand pockets lines with the billions of our monstrous debt….<br />
No, I’m not amused either saddened by the hopeless wander of the soul’s dimensions on this plane of doubt, undone by the measure of the sin committed allowances for error do not obtain but foal aside the woe of man’s undoing on the sign of the times – absent – says you name all wrong, even spells the simpler words as if the language were from another planet in retrograde sighs apart from a certain unwillingness to breathe the tainted air and psalm against the growing tides ever upward slowly washing your hands off the wall and onto the gene pool slimming red wine calls the heart a stronger moon than you’d decided wise enough for the fruit flies in their jar on the shelf of the laboratory, baboon hearts on the operating table, stapled stomachs for the teen aged mesomorphs declining aid from all but the knife….<br />
Smile, you said, it’s candied camera making us all look just a little better than we ought, but seeing age’s wrinkle on the screen, tammy faye all wrinkled and sad in the last seconds of her moment on the world’s screen as Charlie rose into the air inside the big shoulders of his prison striped suit against the medium range muscle that shot him down another apologist for the devil in his do-rag penitentiary rooms unpadded stainless steel pottie your food through a slot in the door what else is new? They said you’d have to pay for this even without a scent in the bank of life apart from patchouli screen and tong the flavor of the way ahead is the unparted seas not claiming your faith for a passage through the towers on the thirty foot wall bristling with guns and buns in all directions the children in the dark and dank passageways stained by the urine from the soldiers high on their wall of seam and sigh….<br />
This is the hour of which we spoke so long ago the faces are blurred and distant from all who might have known our time not remembered but laid aside like an afterthought…You dream the dreams of a man on the run with nowhere to go in the maze of strife….So I called rune surface and ordered up some dicks and spittle. The new hairy pothead book lay in the table, legs spread invitingly without a smile of approbration in sight, but the fortress lay unguarded and the sounds were coming in against my still beating heart, a newer fashion in disguise, I thought… her cent hung in the air like a pare of warriors in their destiny and fusion, no retreats in their surmise and murmur for some loser hands were in repute for the coastal mirage, links and flatter at the whore. Some will call this a rang dragoon all aisled in canal lox from heat to boredom in the same dreads notwishstanding… the antelope idled at the floor, hoofing into the noon with sentries, clusterfuck and dragon flags were spread into the rheumy present along with the demon.<br />
No threats found, the screen bugled… the master spoke inside my right sinus cavity while another tooth got ready to bite the dusk hauntingly profunct, time for herbal endodontry in disguise, and another plexi-moto in reheat or funnel to the tune of not. Now it showed a blurred zero, out of focus, a surficial green in the heirs around then. Butt-knot Formee cleaned the walls feathered out faces in the grain of would-be planters at the door, maybe some were headed in, one touch fits awl. No more. The empty hours clattered on the clock’s stupid grin from behind the numbers… she pushed against me from memory’s rough stick in the nose and made water on the floor.<br />
This is not simple at all, I muttered to my self which did not answer but lay there inert. The blue noises went on into another realm for inattention in the open seasons of the landing parties from beyond the pizza made of bacon and wheeze. Not ewe, I fought. It was just two late poles from the shoe-shine stand, rocking back and forth on their heals. “Stroke this” the taller pried, floating forward too soon to be enamored yet too late from the distance of the cosmos which illuded into must and framer. The walls yielded into season while the rough gantry pulled apart like a muffin. Nice for you to say, I sought into the micro-dog at the door. She barked my shins and laughed aloud. Sinkhole.<br />
This is your fictional presence, I voiced, this is your document on the strange antics of the brain in season but left out to rot. No vice but the only. An indistinct reveille clawed again you ceded for the fence not the apposite buttressed and calm. Lorks to the due, but leave them left, not writ nor pedaled, mediafiles stroking their television sets against the raw but present dangers from disguise not peddled a file along children in the hall’s walls. This is the empty day, this is the fortunate hour, this is the monster at the gate.<br />
Some deis nip the bud, sign at the bong and roach read, ‘how may we serve you?’ then left or rite on the master’s gloom unalided yet spoke now and then, some songs on the air between us, nexus and groom, post and beam, funk and wagner cleaning up today after the game when the stands are empty and the dry, withered popcorn blows across the acres of dust and crime which inhabit our drying sphere of influenza, long long after the barn door has been sold or stolen, it doesn’t matter which you say into the ark and science of these longings for a newer shrine in the heart’s emberic locus of distastes, the forgotten sentry shoulders his arms one after the other after the other and lays down among the other shadows to sleep, my prints, to sleep this fazzled woe of prides and reasons again<br />
In the hours of the day which pole toward the horizon in unwilling gasps of delight<br />
From one sign into the fellows who clean up after you, inventing their own dreams.<br />
‘in the play of language, death disappears’ (canetti) fodder for the muses, troops massing across the pepsi cola bridge to the gods, the dead filtering into my slept apart and elbowed the snoring mate warmly, shoes piled in store rooms, bodies stacked like cordwould at the antechamber to the ovens, mute crowds from all times and places their faces blurred out by the decline of memory or responsiveness as the viewer or inventor itself, him or her or them or us, as the vision itself finds sponsorship by ammunitions manufacturers transported across the ages by victor boot’s airline pilots, fodder for the machine of death’s transfiguration from natural process into sponsored event, but who’s buying?<br />
In the spray of lingo’s death’s disappearance mutes the solipsist’s escape is even found with labels in the empty pockets sewn together with tendon and spline and earsocket, the indian’s genitals worn by the soldiers who killed them, made into tobacco pouches, exhibited in Denver by the raiders, our own little bosnia in the episodes of the uncivil war’s quantrell raiders setting up gattling guns to pacify the natives into disappearance and why do you wait at all for mr death mister blue-eyed boy of cummings’ recall and flutter at the edge of our cynical enterprise the masquerade of progress while as Lafitte said the planet is bathed in blood…<br />
Passing by the open doorway of the building where the whales were cut up, the man in black rubber boots slid across the liquid red floor pushing at the end of his long pole a cube of red flesh two by two by two feet I ran as fast as I could, the stiff ‘thing’ pulled from the car down the tracks I could barely make out death was death nonetheless the numbness in my feet smoke rising around my body from the small-rolled joints of death and dismemberment keeping me awake their feet shuffling through my dreams not sleeping but counting corpses being thrown over the fence one after the next in line was not someone else, as they say, everything in the dream is you (or me) (or us)….<br />
The maps to nowhere sold from machines for a quarter of your fingertip, babies at birth sponsored by the hospital reclaimed upon non-payment for medical purposes, anything that can be imagined will come to pass through the generations which may elect not to follow anything anywhere in this dream passing through the illusions as through an eye glassly the demon dripping sloth and froth from nasal and passageways fumed with the decline of the slope of instability at the end of time’s bare munificence not remembered.<br />
In the photo from the slaughterhouse, the fat guy in a bloody apron drank warm blood from a tin cup and smiled knowingly at the lens-eye, you are next, he finishes his break and gets back to the task at hand all this in the silence of the empty minded and broken hearted remaining on the planet while it spins into the sum and portal of what will not be spoken nor remembered my father’s ashes sliding like kitty litter into the gray black waters under the golden gate bridge the sailor returned into his medium which was assigned rather than chosen a life a life my geek fisherman’s cap sailing from the end of the boat after the sandy nothingness had quickly slid into the water and we all felt the shock and finality and emptiness and compromise and futility of the end of the moment we’d been called together for, my mother preceding him into the same waters with none to see or think or feel but the boat captain and the neptunian clerk of the shadows…<br />
Mr. Hulu, set phasers on pun… aargh, capn, them’s that dies’ll be the lucky won…no scar bristles pinecone wilderness the foetus left undisturbed on the floor of the cabin in requisite simplicity for the coming declination of practically everything in sight of the hopeless breadline at the end of the day where the forgotten ones resound into the night with piteous misshapen hordes of insect people roaming the plantforms from their own perspective a woolen throng or a discard of ancient regimes in French perfume to hide their swollen bellies from the prying eyes of the pornographers clogging the internet with strange requests directed at children who cannot yet read between the lines or even on top of them at all, doom’s day at last, no more waiting in the wings for a flightless camp to remind you the day is emerging full of light and easier dues than reaped the past escarps.<br />
The dark finally collapses in upon itself, weighted thorough and threw in the insolence of its ambition to rule the day which cannot be left undone but emerged from clouds of indef and non… penguins enraged by formal discourse are dressed in sidewall tires scuffed by the curb on your own require no answers in the male or female either will do to class the time of its own dimensions on the muse of plenty enfaturated en retard to the final day of claimant’s thread and future… the hours class flinty in her musk and seasons, like the tone poems for the decline and fall of practically everything in sight from here on out.<br />
The dark finally emerges filled with light, another blended sustenance for the days ahead where an agony is replaced with hope for a newer calm which might fill your chest with an inner light which has no source but flows through you like water into the night and transforms the empty hours into a single continuous hum from among the whales singing ‘you’re making me deaf’ and then charges words with their own seaming from the tight knots of dissolve and penny. Your own discordant heartbeat slows to a single pounding and roofs your conniving spirit within its own definitions like a dove descending from the skies with a beacon in its beak, revived from its encounter at the picture window with an impenetrable plane of invisible penetration…<br />
He posed in the dude for a magazine without covers or advertising containing only the buff and plenty from the cowboy world of chaps and spinners, another rough trade document was flung upon his doorstep by the boy on the bicycle who was trying to send his father to college so he the paperboy might have a better birth, working backwards as it were, or as it was in the past tense enough to plan for his future with some say in the matter at hand and legs akimbo on the straining platform where the lighted spheres spun and sang from the dark allowance and making the overt manners cling and spin and flow from indistinct quarters and dimes no matter in the movie only the cook gradually growing fatter as she continually sampled her work on camera with a solemn ‘yum’ in the evening of her marriage to someone who left strange panties under the carseat for her to find.<br />
Again however a marker in the sand declines your invitation to resume your doubt, it’s just not working any more, and the alternate lies becalm you into a morose plug in your ears making the music less than prosperous aligned from what’d been past and former yet a promise to defend assumes your heated screening of the lighted sphere around you an emanation from the wind itself which carries you forward beyond your merest schemes.<br />
Light gradually crossed the valley into its proper realm in the eye, held forth into seeming and recluse, but amore spoke sentenced doubt the image in the heart folded into other parts left alone too long to man the decks over imagined refuse on the open floor was still here enough to tell… her specific response was beyond all expectation even more than memory’s indefinite patterns of recall and mood. It was the stellar fold, a release moved into place by specific forces at play in the control and lax of the porter dues, collected again by the nature at hand on the shoulder of destiny. A fated pleasure was renewed.<br />
The light entered the scene by its own necessity to exist at the other side of the room. Into morning’s rainy drips and sounds, the bird hit the window again and lay gasping and blinking on the doormat for some minutes. Then it flew away, no doubt with some tall tales for the others in the next, and the anthill was completely recovered in plaid and a red naugahyde partition which had been scrimmed onto the platform with a lot of difficulty since the nest itself was plush and comfortable in the abstractions with which it had been designed. A red box, then filled into overflowing with nouns and commas, leaves on the table afforded the luxury of dust bunnies plying their stock in faded levis too many on the other side of history.<br />
Benign light filled the box with an energy and necessity from the higher reaches of the rung and tongue of the bells on theocratic hope for a future which was not assured by any covert agreements or contracts to the negatives from which they wrenched apposite signs in the hours again… you were there, too, sighing inside your calm exterior like a razzled poon forced to confess by the alligator clips swimming in your forehead extreme and functioned a room apart with no coverings on anything, just the naked skeletal remains of the porch and gardens uplifted by lighted spheres of influenza and recline, the diagrams for which no allowances had been made or even imagined, hence their spontaneity…<br />
I’d leaned into it with all my may climates for disuse apartments led astray by the demeanor and calm of the voices which spoke inside my grain stems of thin, lighted actions from outside the realm of information, a padded form, a linked outer, a sentenced lingo in the field of battle and bottle… his hours linked mine into the larger purpose and included instructions for assembly and a measure of increments for the other sides of the coin. Here’s the deal – you force the issue and it still retains its force on the plane of intent… you allow the residues to collect on the underside of the foundation like some kind of specific rebar on the likes of the dove… it’s no assurance that the job will get finished at all, even the drawings have come in too late to do any good.<br />
The flag burns by its own reclamation stains left on the unfinished portions in the hurry to get to a paycheck. The other forces are not well-enough designated to plenty their scorn or to flax the breadbasket of the whore and movie on the way to description… it’s a blue balloon all the way and nothing will stop the forward progress of the light returning through chaos and blindness, the reusable portions seem to be regurgitated by smooth all along the airs repeating patterns which did not exist prior to this statement or beyond all indications to the reverse that nothing would happen, because it certainly did, happen that is, let go by the bosses in the dark rooms who have nothing any more to say by virtue or by some resignation on the part of the voters who can’t count any way at all right now.<br />
“The wall of the town sinks back into the moat from which it was dug.” Dwayne “Fight” O’Clancy reams his horse back into its tiny stand under his bed beside his worn-out shoes and stiff, dirty socks. It’s time to relish his favors in undertones of presence, as if now were not soon enough for a present moment to occur, let alone be perceived for what it is in the arena of forces at play. Now would be the opposite of the meaning it normally preserves for its own dignity, like a peasant in the uniform of doubt, all in blues and reds, with the hand demon-flag waving over the field of battle, a sacrifice and a boast.<br />
At once the egg diminishes from large to variant, a number and a sign at the same time, as though ‘for sale’ didn’t express the true situation here, where the moon grows fuller each night and the cars gradually disappear into the night, their cats’ eye tail lights deceiving the warships overhead, death in the night without any warning or possibility of escape. Bits of flesh covered the car each morning, filtering down in the cool night air like a rafter in disuse, like a poison in the sink…. Any true story would be also brief and complex forcing the issue to retreat in memory from the rigors of perception, of remembering at all how this came to pass, this hour of doom which is at hand….<br />
Rogue metallic shards revived all spores denied furthers, he couldn’t forget the dog with its jaw shot off running around spraying blood in front of the horrified family, tears filled his eyes as he recalled this again and again, night screaming heats and burroughs aligned beneath the heavens’ silent stare. The column twisted into the night the smell of shit in the air, the other soldiers shooting bursts from their weapons. High on gin and methamphetamine, the boy soldiers were slightly shorter than the weapons they carried the red the blue and the whites of their eyes glided over the surface of the day without pity or scorn. Nostrils swung from the lanyard around his neck. Anonymous pity.<br />
At once the bits of flesh started to reign along the roof of the van in which they were mounting one camel after the next in imaginary races to the top of the noon-time play of forces around the room they found themselves inside but not identified as friend or foe. The largest day was still ahead in this moon of routs. The lines across the sand criss-crossed so many times that a spider-web pattern emerged with intersecting zones and no distribution to mark off another rude awakening at the edges of doubt and sleeplessness. Hope was a distant diamond in the rough opportunities made and abandoned for the forward rush toward an uncertain further on than not.<br />
What made the sign desirable was its ballast on the signs of plenty and hunger. It’s no deal of mine, he thought, that this short story grows shorter by the hour, if only they’d let me sing at the top of the day, roistering into the morning’s foggy bottoms a senator in his underwear was enough to dream her faces hanging through the sky with colorful scene serene atonement the likeness of a narrative, maybe a tweak or two at the sign of the rooftop and bling, diamonds in the ruff and peat of the mosque he’d asided into oblivion with a single pop of his launcher, that’s gonna slow ‘em down, he thought, and slept again the uncertain skies neither welcome nor hesitant, but still the songs kept coming with no meter in the madness of the hours waiting to be fulfilled against his well & terror. <br />
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This was the other side of the moon, the darker side, where the tempos slowed to non.<br />
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Download mystery pluck, amity shrinkage threw flat teeth unrecognized by many still the few revolt nor minor, this airs nightly airs at night to seem unprovoked lets fly into the ointment nix nip nicks against their rides no pony in the sink flanks plunked lighted airs their raster dome affixed here and there, she weeps me plenty ne’er nor day aparted musk the liners drawn aside among not mixers slanted forward into the non flies trails not made from the choices moment to moment these destinations have a force tombs are not heard but sent like a slanting margin imagined on the page like a content intent hopes to stop<br />
Strom ahem thus plucked her skirts risen overhead balloons into seasons like pity thence affirms some manner in the hours which come to focus along the seine and frenzy sound lumps emerge discourse at palms the pointer gradually lengthens sentence-wise at forms recluded favorite sounds are words two and sentry a miracle in disguise is not conscience or lung, then coma to flame, then fortune aspires, than folded time zones are included here dying from indistinct passion a small circle of lines would turnip one after the other<br />
Proven by many yielded by few, the alert spokesman floundered sideways or flat side up then affirmed his negative posture with an unusual deposition removed against the tides like some liquor in retentive hopes are not yet met at air levels unconfirmed battles again the forces were not met at the top of the ridge but lengthened out according to usages that were let to a play of horses made syllable and ring of the ancient bard’s lingo punking out all who attend these monolithic disturbances are word-choice enough to clatter forward now and then makes the turning plinth whast affort ne’er plinty musk her slot patchouli’d an interesting development recalling all women in all times lined up in the mind’s pluck<br />
Mighty ranger marfin sleds to snow me down into ignorance from whence I came at this world of plenty in the midst of want, we strolled historically from one dimension into this was not afforded the luxury of lighted spasms on the floor of doubt her withered limb this axe and dendrite axiom and send right the other day would call the refrain some line this your semblance of reception not a rumor in the mists of chants re-call the outer face this term this allowance this formation this lighted this sphere this aforementioned this this this flow this hope this butt this lady this child this plank this reminder this of some this you’ll say a fluctuation has occurred but not been intended rather a wave form of light from ancient regimes given expression at the sign of spontaneous composition again<br />
More than filling space the line meanders willfully atuned to the smoke and spiel of the monkey on your saffron robes the dugout canoes flowing slowly in the current of light the repeal of history’s sad songs of recall and dust what leftovers were on the table now that there were no longer any vestiges of value or inherent keep sakes on the moan of new rooms undecorated, plain cement walls catching the light from the unfinished loft where the day you slept with a lion on your chest to wake with a kitten licking eyelids was more than anyone could imagine in the heart of the night with no poles rolling in<br />
You’d slept too long in the heat of belonging nowhere but the flat spasm in the air which floated among your images and recall to the syntax of the moment now and then focus’d on the light you cast before you on the ground like a mortar or like a final bow to the moon which carries all intention out to the flags upon the ground with blood all around<br />
Jungle deadline defilade the man with no hands points the way out, jingo headline reads the air in no simpler sate meant not plunder nor hold under the ice floes a half mile thick.<br />
The ancient forest underneath does not think of itself as oil or anything else. O leonine one the air surrounds your journey to life’s beginning from what once was there on the farm a lesson in disguise your nuded back to the lens was my own shy forgetfulness in the morning of my own retreat in an academic beverage at the street corner in disguise.<br />
In the bleak silence of the dream no sound from speaking lips a kind of telepathy for everyone in the dream is me, even me. A twangy music enters the cabin, nasal stridence indicates paysage at a dumber reach her head a mass and fashion from which to dance into the chimes blending nose and gay the letter of the hours in transit a talking blues rolls under the bridge across tumbled waiters two verses melt into one stereo bastion the lutes unfounded history is left over disguise in the winter holding pattern of the heir.<br />
Local descent is threat and science at the alter the long walk between segments two afghan houses black and white trotting onto the scene looking for food, mainly, me. Lost is hardly the word for it. It’s a gran faloon, a blue balloon, writ wide not scent her out butt lost in ancient skies a hot air reminding the dream to rain you out of your hide and seek betrayal of your own prison clothing crumpled by the door or next to the bed’s chair finds you seeking through old offices only their names left from graduation day no sheep skins you by the drive in mechanic who nonetheless bought you off the hook.<br />
Disguise is the treat. Bingo breadline crosses the letters off the page again, an emptying and a fissure words emptying the page’s said line a posture on the sands of rhyme heals the beating metro gnome at his pounding gavel on the bar of strife empty glasses all around I’ll pay again for their possible defeat on the ground a million dead the land in ruins for victory’s defeat after all said and dun particles colored gray men in gray units punctuate the air with random rifle fire from random rifles raised into the air kabang’d little acts by equally little folks wandering the face of the land in lost waterless circles.<br />
While he needled my dying tooth we spoke of dental torture, well he said I think it was the tongue we left it at that yours the potent sighing filling sperm sacks aloft & sudden from whence lents were maid & used maidens from the lower arks of your spinal plodding from let to sight infernal putations where reflux connects corrects a sounded plinth marks musical notation into fifths unsealed bottles on the wall a hundred more in season leans her dazed reliance on the dream to undo any harm unintended particles remote the scan to reveal no threats or interferences you’d care to report any time near the end or not.<br />
Many disappeared into foreign designations their futures professed summary intern the lair deep into the hillside filled with furs and diamonds by the traders who hid their lessons in the dark brilliance on the hot, black sands of the isthmus landscaped by bombs and leavings on the plate of dreams not positioned into sanctimony nor defeat not really applicable terms for the emptiness subsiding into silence in the darker hours whose forms are not welcome here any more you leave and find awake a bleak room you don’t recall. This is the hour at hand, the meat on your fork finding its own way into a dream as well.<br />
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We forget in order to remember again. Empty room, all vapors are in balance, I dream the red diamond hands and fingers block and coax the waters of life along the path of least resistance retuning the channels themselves into a less estuarial meander the sea-tea of which little is written… I alone escaped to tell the truth. Restless, impoverished and bestial in their abandoned style of projection from afterthought into a sunlit leader who’s finality is a less intense manifestation a silent hum belying a non-existence of the beautiful and the sublime in their traceries among the channels calm unbroken flow among islands<br />
Restore diminished hours their presence a surprise on the field of action, dragons fighting in the meadow turning the earth aside in truffles of heat their moods unrestricted blues & greens and yellows turning outside the room a little less empty now than unfilled or least with signs removed suddenly silent a flat sky-blue plane extending outward from each direction in the circle of confusion reminds indistinct hours a recline or dusk grating from sidereal positions assigned yet unformed in the sentence of beating rhythms the boom of the flower and the crack of the sun her very presence a musk an odor a flying thing made plain and formal<br />
I dream the red diamond centering my thoughts beyond the lighted sign it represents into my own designs are channeled back through my eyes themselves a recovery from which no sounds emanate an unrecognized fragrance evades perception without reference or denial, these hand-crafted hours no beer in the glass but affirmed among similar destinies their own betrayal a secret or a reminder to continue with neither encouragement nor any particular interest on the part of the accompanying shadows they lurk in the corners of memory’s indistinct forgetting how you moved along the long trail winding through the sea you carried your planet forward like a torch or beacon<br />
The gnomes asided flat planes undefined within alerted spools of defined space alight with inner marks the lingering pools reflective flat spans re-recorded up and down slowly permits the dance upon the lighted stage a chance encounter made words impossible yet strung along from point to point the luckier continuing reminding afforded luxuries were not among the treasures left behind in the squander of music following the noises again these bowers repose infinite pitchers leaning forward for the signal from cap and chin the ruler’s bows escape notification from the glow and spark of the red diamond treasure<br />
I know, you’d been through this before, another low point in the destination of the species misguided attempts falling flat on the air below your particular zone, a hooded elite unrepentant claims reduced by a factor of unknown dimensions to the open seas on the way from her name into the shoreline boasting your insignificance before you like a scream or grown air reminding outward the pleasures of the day are breathing and blinking as the air grows thicker along the sides of the trees at the edge of the meadow where the dragons are fighting in silence and smoke<br />
You held me down and breathed into me with love and primal scenes diorama from the mind’s eye and plasm, it’s a blue balloon again, sitting by the back door in the sun with a face which says everything the photograph in the scrapbook relines doubt, carries on, lets.<br />
Rooms. The hours open closely sails begin no term decried autoclave this distinct and allowable presence recalls the visitor at the gates with pillows uninscribed from doubt to pleasure non-entities fill the drawers with their very own incompetence, yet clear the sounds from everyone’s throats and spits us out onto the ground, a lunger rolling in the dust of the sentries at their little telephone booth houses a doctor who marks the days in longer strides you’d made against the tidal flats leaning forward into the wave, the surfer’s realm and formal inclination to be unending or marked by the hands that heal the air bending around the room informal and imprecise yet colored by a destiny you’d only parted the waves between sunrise and upset at the conclusions laid along the floor with the ordinary caution afforded the ruminant stain and single, heals the hours benign presence without recognition nor any frogs upon the flags by the door demon claw as astute years are marked a lot buttressed by their own clammy fortunate which would wound around her neck the splinters of the chase famous photographs living beyond their void in the history of silence ordered your passages closed for the winner made no sign of protest other than the calm removal of his face upon the podium of distress and history like a modern sign unfolded for newer portals let you scheme and dunt at the lower ropes hanging from the sides of the cliff as you’d noted beyond doubt or interest sold the parts their own inflamed destinations made passage another strain on the economy of light which flowed incessantly saying “here it is” before you could even streak across the skies with chairs floating behind a kind of parade in which the last comes first and the end is always close at hand in the semblances and partitions made allowable carried forth rid and denies aspirations are met not made or abandoned to the roller on the wall spewing its white froth onto the thirsty wood which dries too fast and later falls into the disuse and mirror of time’s rude declinations from the heart outward moods your ankles unfamiliar yet obtuse from less formal allowances made of dusk or meat the cutlets on the shade of the dead tree settling the nation into its own funereal progression toward the historical conclusions no nation can avoid in the silence of its own denial and in the face of such monumental lack of simple confidence holds these hours at bay in the finality of the moment each single unity a portion under control from the outsiders as they line up in the morning for more and more of your blood sucking parasites no less deserving than the fools they replace in the endless daisy chain of incompetent peddlers beggars and thieves who cannot any longer perform their assigned tasks yet monitor your breath rate from a distance of five thousand miles in the air an elevator to nothingness designed by the same folks who brought you a bird’s eye view of a lump rolling into Jupiter in the last days of the planet’s history you’d thought saturn’s rings were clay or fodder yet they implode as well onto the dustbin of mystery no allocated reasons given nor described merely a fate to which you’d hardly been a part and parcel looms the day’s allowances in bags of weeds and other offal remitted into the stain and blame of the compactor at the end of the road where you wait with the others for your turn to turn in your garbage for another week of saving and using and repackaging and reminding that the days are passing one by one you make the same rituals in order to deny the now of the now how it schemes and passes one instant at a time into the ether around the darkness which contains all the moments of all the times and seasons of history and memory that somehow slipped away and went into this allowable present for action and purposes of memory functioning like a room or like another sign in the skies that you’d just gone too far to turn back in time against the hours on the doorway claiming one time after another makes the space of these words.<br />
They drove high up into wolf country. There the maiden priestesses would sew on her new nipples… they thought of as their own feral reteat…. Another medium predicted from far signage the emergent stains of the bleeding forest in its night time reliquary of heat and light on the hours clustered around from one side to the other with forced entreaties on the line of doubt which flowed from one continent to the other, the oceans notwithstanding how it fared well enough to encourage larger intimacies with the foreign band of warriors standing on the shore in nickel-plated underwear overall arching predominantly without pity or direction, an unschooled lot which basically had nothing to say, ‘tweak me’ went the cry around the fireplace where the old log went in and stayed long enough to burn away the residues left by conscious mentation. A force to be reckoned with, he thought, peeling apart the honey buns dripping with sugar and all the spices on the shelf of life from cinnamon to Marrakech. The shelves were bare. Nodding old men clutched around the countertop made of granite and disuse. The busses stopped at the foot of the driveway to let the tourists climb to the old adobe packing shed which had been built up into a hacienda kind of place, bougainvillea, fern and century plants could be heard growing all night in the still silence of the starry skies around the orange groves they would run through to get to the reservoir full of cool water for their summer swimming… all along the canals boys were jumping in over their heads from the roads which ran along through the eucalyptus trees which themselves had grown to heights of sixty or more feet in the summer sun… lettuce piled up by the back door from the fellow who brought them every week on his way back from exploring in the desert around town for geodes and green glass insulators from the fallen power lines…. She cried at night when no one was listening and it felt better to let it fall on the floor beside the bed where no one would notice. The radio played music which would come to be called ‘old music.’ Furniture filled the empty rooms, making them not empty. So it seemed. The old, rutted road was now a series of impassable potholes filled with gravel and stagnant water with mosquitoes breeding everywhere. The lilac had finally bloomed by the barnyard door, and the chickens had less than usual to crow about. Eggs delivered. The ominous, empty salon vibrated with willing fantasy about which the less said the better. No monuments were left untouched by the graffiti artists with their iraqui vests filled with spraycans of paint, a mobile unit of taggers, a self effacing lot of malcontents and slackers who seemed more at home in the dark hours between midnight and sunrise than others who slept through the night. The point was, the point was not to slow down in the least in the progress from front to back, in the alliances made and broken in the heat of the monument, cars parked at the apex of the hillside through the bushes and moonlight where the boys and girls groped and sighed crazily through the songs on the radio… an allowable presence marked the sign of the times within doubt and pressure erased like a novel or a short, short story – as if it mattered. He woke suddenly, the pressure on his face was like an informal passion let loose on the unsuspecting countryside, a broken dam in the highlands of memory and thought. The hours kept to themselves inside the clock, it was just not safe to venture out beyond the cuckoo on its slotted perch, making its absurd sounds every once in a while. The macaroni cookies stuffed with coconut slivers and the strange demon flag which waved over the side of the mattress and into the silence below them filled as it was with water or some kind of viscous matter which really had no description at all in the moonlit hours that they all enjoyed thinking that surely this was the very best of all possible worlds.<br />
By the long way round, by the longer way stills the heart’s disturbances unequal’d by the task itself a long way between her and here, more than a letter from the mind’s empty corridors starting with ‘how long is long enough?’ Clears the air for other, larger sentiments of the day. Like, would we touch and if so how long is long enough, without exaggerating, answer me that one in the darkness of the sign of longing emanates from your lips and skin surrounds the rest of you resting…. Nada the poetry dog nestles between my feet on the floor in her attitude of patience and an afforded light from her constant heart which warms me at night on the bed around the way and waving one paw free enough to declare the day yours and mine long enough to call the time our own for once wanting nothing more than the longest yard claims our falling years among these longings and sensations which come again, again, they rest and call us out again.<br />
By the hand asided, hands are linked across the water in the air which clings from intent to design the hands have their way waving in the time between spoke and wheel, affirmed at their intents and purposes by a signing lingo which makes fingers touch in a circular fusion undescribed yet felt like an open door opening again if you care to read this line from the inner marks left upon the grind of the wave on the shore clearing all hands on deck for the remainder of the voyage has you pinned up on the wall of my locker next to my pallet on the floor of the ship which takes us all along the coast of anywhere you’ve been to call in ports and distances across the flat blue waves of what comes to be known as the place itself unchanging and yet hanging around in the question of what’s wanted and what’s known and what’s been there before now and then you touch me deeply enough to call out in the code of centuries hanging baskets of hands are worn around the neck to ward off evils too deep to describe them make the day our own lingering tempos of bark and breath, or word and deed met in the air enfolding like something newer on the line of the quest as it carried us forward into newer days left alone among the shining spires of the cities of the heart and mind no less unreal than time itself which rings and splatters covering us with the residues of its hands.<br />
By the heart reminded of unceasing tempo and scrim, the longer while recalls the place we came from in the long ago destiny of hours and flowers, none of which were ever exchanged but only intentioned into memory by the absence we sheltered from who we were after all unknown but not bedeviled from the heart and flours in the bread of life itself reminded us to sing once more, an old fat hippie with feet benumbed by smoking, puffing up the sand dunes with one last journey in the back of his mind, the days slipping quietly from your heart to mind makes the time shorter than knots upon the tangled skein of life and breath, how the heart mines its own destiny quite apart from intention or manner. As if you’d know or not how the heart’s particles are made of light and breath in the darkness of night flowing across these sands of mine and yours. So there’s a question and answer given at the same time in three distinct paragraphs which encompass their simplicity in segments which are not entirely thought out nor even clearly felt but which come from this deeper place of entry and discard, or, if, passing from the tempos we once knew in the dance, clumsy and unrenowned, now the hours are more than sliding into the ocean we live beside but surf up on the shore like a remembered locale framing the terms and seasons into color and narrative and eloquence reminding nothing of nobody in the outer rails which pool about us, our longing our hands and our hearts breathing on the tempo which most calls the day another dance described from these scratchings on the wall along the way to the patio outside in the sun where nothing waits but sings again.<br />
By the long way round, by the longer way stills the heart’s disturbances unequal’d by the task itself a long way between her and here, more than a letter from the mind’s empty corridors starting with ‘how long is long enough?’ Clears the air for other, larger sentiments of the day. Like, would we touch and if so how long is long enough, without exaggerating, answer me that one in the darkness of the sign of longing emanates from your lips and skin surrounds the rest of you resting…. Nada the poetry dog nestles between my feet on the floor in her attitude of patience and an afforded light from her constant heart which warms me at night on the bed around the way and waving one paw free enough to declare the day yours and mine long enough to call the time our own for once wanting nothing more than the longest yard claims our falling years among these longings and sensations which come again, again, they rest and call us out again.<br />
By the hand asided, hands are linked across the water in the air which clings from intent to design the hands have their way waving in the time between spoke and wheel, affirmed at their intents and purposes by a signing lingo which makes fingers touch in a circular fusion undescribed yet felt like an open door opening again if you care to read this line from the inner marks left upon the grind of the wave on the shore clearing all hands on deck for the remainder of the voyage has you pinned up on the wall of my locker next to my pallet on the floor of the ship which takes us all along the coast of anywhere you’ve been to call in ports and distances across the flat blue waves of what comes to be known as the place itself unchanging and yet hanging around in the question of what’s wanted and what’s known and what’s been there before now and then you touch me deeply enough to call out in the code of centuries hanging baskets of hands are worn around the neck to ward off evils too deep to describe them make the day our own lingering tempos of bark and breath, or word and deed met in the air enfolding like something newer on the line of the quest as it carried us forward into newer days left alone among the shining spires of the cities of the heart and mind no less unreal than time itself which rings and splatters covering us with the residues of its hands.<br />
By the heart reminded of unceasing tempo and scrim, the longer while recalls the place we came from in the long ago destiny of hours and flowers, none of which were ever exchanged but only intentioned into memory by the absence we sheltered from who we were after all unknown but not bedeviled from the heart and flours in the bread of life itself reminded us to sing once more, an old fat hippie with feet benumbed by smoking, puffing up the sand dunes with one last journey in the back of his mind, the days slipping quietly from your heart to mind makes the time shorter than knots upon the tangled skein of life and breath, how the heart mines its own destiny quite apart from intention or manner. As if you’d know or not how the heart’s particles are made of light and breath in the darkness of night flowing across these sands of mine and yours. So there’s a question and answer given at the same time in three distinct paragraphs which encompass their simplicity in segments which are not entirely thought out nor even clearly felt but which come from this deeper place of entry and discard, or, if, passing from the tempos we once knew in the dance, clumsy and unrenowned, now the hours are more than sliding into the ocean we live beside but surf up on the shore like a remembered locale framing the terms and seasons into color and narrative and eloquence reminding nothing of nobody in the outer rails which pool about us, our longing our hands and our hearts breathing on the tempo which most calls the day another dance described from these scratchings on the wall along the way to the patio outside in the sun where nothing waits but sings again.<br />
I’d come too far to this ironic flat to think of being alone any longer, so much for the well-intentioned past floating through your brainstem in repute no stranger lingers in the mists around your head…. They’d been there and done that, as the saying grows along the rafters of your own deceit. This is the focal plane of shutters and windows which open out along the parkway overlooking the river below, the famous pathway of the rich and lame-dust on the sands of time itself, a shattered elbow or a broken sentence, no matter in the lanes of the village itself a small destination permitted by truce and eloquence. This was the place I’d come to, satisfied by only one small survival in this destiny of sorts. No color. A room unburdened of its purpose, a small plastic card to be used in the event of my death to summon the bakers and weaners from their dark coven unintended consequences, collateral and damaged at the same time. <br />
And yours was the message hardest to understand yet I fully expected it to contain the beauty of its simplicity, you being you and me being me, there’s really no other tack to maintain in these waning days of the history of everything. There’s even a path to follow, but it leads to the same quiet space, a possum skull perfectly cleaned by the erosion time brings to its passages, the gray-white polish of the emptiness we all inhabit. Perhaps it was still thinking, ‘no, this way out…’ but probably not, possibly an intern had left the remains of the day for us to find out, not a warning sign but a welcoming presence for the others to note as they wandered by on their way somewhere rather than nowhere…. A hard lesson to understand, a lesser mention to withstand, a nether region to contemplate, the dirt of it all, what we are reduced to in the empty moments after….<br />
Yet the continuing clears the air of its unwillingness to interact without pity or scorn. It’s another busy, empty day when the very teeth of it are left embedded in the clay jar you drink from…. Plates emptied by the door, the food all put away into the cold storage locker, it’s plenty of juice on the gates of plastic and rhyme, it’s a cool air around your head that makes you lift up and stare out into the flowery summer winds around the cabin, as neighbors come and go in their huge, metallic rooms which move under their own power down the lanes of this beachside community where everyone comes to die.<br />
The power lines are running smoothly, piping tiny electrons into the screen of this machine which allows me to write on the lighted, vertical plane before me, the silent tap of the keyboard a relative silence in the morning of the day ahead of me…. No, I’d thought not to be alone any longer, but there you go, it’s still the same movie running through the credits and the previews of cosmic attractions – the space, the emptiness after fullness and the rival tempos all screaming through the air like radio signals the day of the earthquake which resemble nothing in particular so much as a signpost for the cars to follow on their way out of the city. Refuge here, soup served every day at dawn, a carrot and fish head stew gleaned from the beach tides, no manner to the movie, it’s a blue balloon again, a gran faloon husting on the outskirts of memory, their renovated skins recall the day ahead in its warning signs not to escape but to line up on the side of the kiln where the tiny houses bake all day and emerge finally into the shopkeeper’s studio behind the book store and across from the building which bears my name. A lesbian book store going in, who’ll shop there, surely not me. I’m the last throwback of the year, a fossil mental case encompassed by doubt and history, laying the cornerstone for whatever follows into the night without warning signs or any particular agenda, it’s still the same layer of meaning that scoops and trembles, which slowly finds the words for what cannot really be expressed in this similitude of acts and postures which finally claims us finally.<br />
The broken arrows cling. Rubric of fashioned lates, runic by rationed flakes, mirror claims revert no less than seven distances, the ball bounding through the hands of several would-be millionaires, it took less time to fart in the tunnel than to clasp the arks of defeated warriors on the rack of the infrastructure allowances laid up by the cottage with care. It seemed less than that, a moratorium on disease among grapes, hallowed in the evening of these hollow promises by other folks who don’t seem to care one way or the other. The calm indifference was historical in its spread among the outcast tribes of consumerism as if they were merely cattle on the prod and pasture. Overt as it may have been, no news was not forthcoming any way you chose to look at it.<br />
Deck apes paraded among the scuttle fish or were just not permitted. No flash photos permitted either way you chose to look at it. Personally, I opted out of the whole thing as long as there was food in the house. The privatized houseflies tended to charge more for their surfaces than their impoverished counterparts from the pubic selector. Not. By any means, it was a clear sign of the end of things, better to move to Asia and become a cipher in disguise, a molecule on the hand of the holy one, wholly won, whatever. Yours was the anchor watt, hidden in the jungle with the rest of her booty. A lame man can tread under the stars while the rich monk passes his friend in the woods. Like a version.<br />
Ordinarily, the best way around an obstacle is to redefine it. Passages on the wave of knowing. Allowances from the details of the post-ludic age of indifferences. I’d not seen the likes of him before the parade, something I’d read in the style sheet provided by the newspaper in lieu of a vocabulary cheque. I’m not heanded. Particled-out on the wood of the plastic house, papered with old dollars (and wait til they split again) by the hand that feeds them. Taking but a minute. The broken syllables of public discourse of course reminds them of their only chasm in secret desserts made unpalletable. No wood. Eid Haddam cloaked his invisibility without sentries or portables, their graffiti found in the playground waste cans, buried under mounds of hamburger wrappers and old shellfish.<br />
So, the fiction itself is made up. Not a second too soon since the belief systems are all evacuated within the parameters declared private and not subject to fines or reviews by the sharecroppers who mine them (“Mine!”) – an allowable presence which clutters your foolscap inventions with rhyme and scion. Another loop rescinded, a monster bush in its past tense made eloquent by its silence, there’s the sympathy you’d expected from the crash of your beloved expectations. Hope for the worst and avoid disappointment, even the smallest trees in your orchard of bereavement will bear its smallish, bitter fruit, more easily packaged than knot.<br />
The wurst of your livers and dyers, sunken in their 50-gallon drums in the courtyard below, blues and reds and yellows standing out against the misery of the cement corridor. Now you begin to smell the future rinding down on your broken collar, now you stick to your buns and treasons in private acknowledging that nothing will be done, nothing at all. So don’t wait, just pass your stones throughout the circuit of your mystery. Personally, I’d say “Punt!” and hope for a field goal in disguise, an untoward development for the opposition, leaving the editorials for those who still speak the language, leaning forward in expectations of community and compatible blood types prepared by your emergency teams in action enacted slowly across platforms of use and expectation like someone willing to expose the disasters of history on the palm of sand.<br />
Prison ingrate surface. Grated communes linked afar no pleasure in the monkey shines aparted mentations their own globabble links to outer starts these allowed to speak by default the prison’s rated cheese less knowable than before in silence they wreak us down the lane no appositives gerunding among the sentence structures wherever sent to leak their poisoned secrets off her shining face, apple red cheeks pouching chimpmonk like the rest of their ilk. No more. Enough of these late-night rovers cling aside as much as not noticed in the babbler touching sighs among the peasants gathered around their fucks are lent to other nations’ reclusive dictators far less hoped for than episodic razz matazz inking papers now and then.<br />
Fortunate to those who follow these empty charades is the layer upon which it all rests in the hopeless and the hopeful who populate the empty cities bereft of supplies and or flaming lips speaking tongues their own lingo portrayed as if internet speakeasy is not so much implied as rectified beyond appearances in the latent porches of your own diatribes running in circles have not indicated any position or color on the sands of time. Your own resemblance alerts me to some incursion here but properly described emits some rulers of thumb and nail biting has a formal preclusion inherent beyond the marks on the floor.<br />
I called you neighbor in the rungs of less heat than before. But no allowances were met afar the sudden intersection boxed not stirred with straw mats on the door as undescribed one liners in the panties of fate restored by lines implied within definitions as if inertial to monuments we denied them one after the next on the plates and finishes of the wall before your hands unlimned buttressed apart from known substances boxed no rennin added before or after consumption in small children left unreported by those who just didn’t care for any interference from flowers at the mall one after the child borne by still birthed mechanisms where the last are the first among their cretins forced labor in the absence of any oxygen tanks and pressures let go unnoticed in any after math at all.<br />
Still I call you down the seasons in the dark before us gradually becoming clear that none of the above certainly applies here to what you’d internally tossed alive into the fires of life the waters of strife fighting over every drop left in the heavier depths where the giant squid lives and thrives its beak upon the darkness of the waters one hand at a time you came up over the side of the boat only to find plumbing the deaths of others in a circular saw laying the floor down one board at a time. Stern master plinth and succor from the detrimental and lessoned heaves one bag at a time into the hold of the shit.<br />
I moved aside lest she pass me by in silent stages playing to another empty house when only fifteen showed up despite a massive informational effort on the part of all the poets concerned with distribution and practice. The flowers themselves renounced their color, as if an organized campaign had consciously taken place among the life forms at strontium ninny headed up the campaign for the release of the prisoners ingrated on the floors of the tower again, yet heanded beyond tempo in their gray uniforms where they were kept from the prying eyes of the medium rare implications were left on the table. Still, eyed had ‘em now and then at the top of the hill your own corrections made more or less automatically at this point recommended by the ignorant hippos wandering the grounds with their weapons stuck onto their foreheads, rhino or not. Now the hour terms its willingness to be described in these few words as if some clarity were possible and rampant in the husks of doubt which retain their original flavor even in death. Still you call my name every hour as I answer at equally unpredictable intervals of color and top.<br />
‘…the chthonic /comes up through the soles of the feet / blows up out the top of the head…like we had some kind of choice in some of this….’ Rant of dour poise, the joyous precluded in its history by a nameless head of steaming noise at the beginning of the day’s remonstrations you might recall them all along the quay at the climate of morning in the small fishing village by the shores of the Mediterranean. We’d not been there before nor did we speak their language. It was all nod and blink and arm and hand signaling to get anything anywhere at all. But that was its comfort and its challenge, more to survive the need for food and water than to correct the tempo of the ages, far beyond our intent or desire. Soon the ship would come to carry us south into less safe regions, to teach the stragglers dependents and the ambitious on the huge air base known to have carried too much too long to too many for not enough of anything….<br />
Now the largesse was declared in excess of time’s flowing matrix in the image and patronage of the ocean itself, another mirror for the mind’s recreation of big bang sentimentality, expanding universes aparted from the maze of the heart’s discoveries. We’d taken the time off from life to explore something outside the realm of chance terms laid as they were on top of more immediate memories. The wide, paved oceanfront sidewalks drew upon the shops the chai houses the winding streets of the village at the foot of a cliff of volcanic rock where the road above had been carved by hand a long time before us, an imaginary landscape set in the midst of small, brightly painted boats skiffs and scows which drew out from their own distances into the deep blue waters which let into the sea beyond. An away-station from the heart’s disturbances long ago in an empty landscape surrounded by our own fields of dream and scheme.<br />
Now, here, the hours recall nothing. The sand dragon ekes up through your shoes and eats your soul in its’ way out of your head into the cool air which surrounds you. Maybe not today. The glue which holds it all together, the joy connectives themselves have all but disappeared from common life, although occasionally in the shopping malls and parking lots of the day around us, some accuracy descends to open the door and let you see through and into the totality of what has only before been imagined or sought. Here is the tempo of modernity, allayed into some kind of willingness by the seeker and the quest, both allowed their pressure by the sheer force of flight and repose, by the hours and days of motion on the face of the planet’s increasing weight, moving slower now, finally coming to rest in an otherwise empty field, itself a memory of what had preceded. <br />
The roaming eye declares a point of focus and destination. Color marks the distinctions from each other as objects melt into a landscape which is unfamiliar yet bears some accuracy from its singularity, a shock, a reminder, an allowance for the time served and for the observations of all the links and passageways along the cobbled stones in the village itself. The busses come and go from the center square by the ancient fountain where the girls come each evening carrying now brightly colored plastic jugs to ferry the water home, walking past the boys in their best clothes who linger at the edges of the fountain’s space, dressed as they are in their best clothing, showing their best manners. The reminiscence of this benign dignity follows me along the signs of decay and wilderness which surround me now – everything unfinished and constantly beginning again from wherever it was before now. Now is what there is. Now is the lesson itself. As if we’d made an answer out of this particular moment, as if we’d had some kind of choice… this is the hollow tree at the edge of the plain where the bees keep their own largesse and penitent calm in the hours of sunrise and sunset…this is the open day.<br />
What at first made sense gradually became clear, for it was no mistake at all but a silence from the heavens which got my attention alerted toward the elephant in the punchbowl of life itself no match for what had preceded me into the arena by leaps and bounding lines described as if it mattered. It was love’s anchor caught in my throat like an onomatopoeic bit of phlegm, maybe the wrong word stuck there mid-speech. Love’s due. ‘I’m not heanded’ he cried into the dark surrounding him in the village of life. A cool spin from Jack’s knife upon the floor at more central concerns than thought first from its description almost let go.<br />
He called her back. Tattooed along the ridgeline from truck to hourglass in the window like a flame retardant spoke and wheel were thrown a piece of clay in the hands of the potter’s wheel and chain smoking one after the next in line to speak softly in the moving days ahead were let into light by the chimes beside them, barely moving at all. Would you were here this morning to stroke my bow and chasm not filled but allayed by the champions at dusk no mysteries are revealed here and now but claimed by those who most simply let them be taken from the field next to the house. Nostalgia in the field of husks. A monster entity let loose in the depths of one’s being there in the first place but not entitled for release, not quite yet.<br />
He’d been there and done that. All along the highway signs left out in the rain would not master the situation but allowed it to recur silently across the lobby floor to meet again in the airport under the sign of the times, ten, eleven, once again chiming forward glues in this aspect of life to becalm morning’s hard-on once again the hour in the glass. But held and firm. A distant memory in the scheme and pleasure’s wrap on something flimsy and diaphanous corrected instantly by the machine into its proper rasp and counter. Another clipper in the moon, doused instantly from self acceptance driven along the hilltops and river valleys among the pheasants at their tiny plows.<br />
Still you drove the ancient highways at the curving rabbits spun away at night into the music from the radio which only made their suicidal march onto the highway more bizarre than not. Love’s anchor in this pool of strife would mark you out from the herd no more than any other mystery you’d never understood in the first place becoming more obscure as the days rushed by into each other’s arms clasped for comfort and identity. I wooed you down the days and marked another chink in the walls of the house the logs filled with an oily rope which grew darker with each smoky night they’d reminded themselves of the tiny lines around her eyes were now filled with tears as she read this.<br />
Thence and plenty, a hopeful resin called the surfboard leaning up against the shed was not his, nor hers either. A silent teen marched the floor with his arms upraised against the storm brewing at the outer reaches of the empire wore no clothes yet maintained an appearance of civility even with unfinished sentences falling on the ground, a war criminal in no disguise but the face he wore for everyone to recognize at the slightest whisper of scrutiny as metaphors mixed into puns and reasons to call the diphthong an example of itself.<br />
We paused against the wooden shelf in the hallway which contained my ashes for another life not unintended but made into what it was by love’s anchor in the sand marking the days and nights as if you’d made the time our own again and again, heeling into the sand like a moss or schooner at the dock making its way into safe harbor from voyages long and clear, prepositions aligned in the moonlight according to size and width in the games of life and death we all attribute to some other cause than our own wits.<br />
It slipped on word internal residues were kept from the central concerns not blue and read but an allowance on the nether reach of your own, firm hand. Sure, I conjured your essence in the theater of driving down the road against the tides unbeginning in the outer spoils of daylight and magnificence. Structure perhaps not a portion of composition but the very opposite, somewhere between occasion and occurrence. The latent sprain. The other side of doubt in this arrogance of despair, the search for what was lost in the spam and clutter of the resonant strain, the “resonant strain” as a sub-theme or a detail.<br />
This was the hour you left behind on the porch with the photographs still in the camera’s wide-angled persistence. A musker on the mask, a mother on the flask…. How’d you do in the hereness of now. Another diatribe marked in the margins with a thick black pencil. Rustus occidentalis, a clusterfuck of nonentity proportions as here the day begins in the morning a time to write and writhe. I’d hold my part a part away from you in the morning no hardon slinks the spoken word as if it were a noun or presence. I’d had ‘em, not no norther in his realm but the clarity of allowances in the marker of true.<br />
Slick me down. Hold the air’s willingness as a portion or as a revival. A welcome unconsciousness would at least make the passage of time allowable or at least tolerable. That’s the rub, the open chasm of her sighs and thighs another real undisturbed or left on the ankles of doubt, like a regional map of the heavens with no legend. Ah, the legend of it all, how the figures in memory were more than doubt or essence but the laggard sons of the ancient due. Lates. The musker doon and let unasided in the misery of disuse, harking doughs the lineament of disaster. I’ll die without the inner sign of you. Hears that as a tuneful reminiscence. Not a dinger, not a quail but the spooner in the musk.<br />
This was a single down, rabbits on the field with their tails spunky with lime and doubt; allowed thus, the skinner bean not nostriled yea no answer in ‘is plinny. Thus unspoken unstuck with his feet planted neatly against the wall, just to demonstrate his high kick. Some days I have some hope, others, not. A zinocular zimmerole, a single spam on this stick of strife – latent in its’ residue fulfillment, nor a special hour let on these housings and tempos like a refluxed carbonate wheel-lining made interim and spaced-out beyond the insignificant soarings held plume and serpent by the man at bay.<br />
This stings the ark a newer rheum unimploded, net scoriations a plover in the nets. Not to complain, mind you, but to extend the nature of the conversation itself a more obscure matter than the flavor on the script of chance encounters which were not whom or secret report, nay, the hour is close at hand, when the investigators are checking out the other investigators however silent they may retrieve in their reports to the unknown. This would be the empty time of what you clear asided.<br />
I’d reminded the sentries that we were cleared to pass and no arguments would be permitted rather than the endless argumentation from the gallery of fools who all suspected that the shore burst or the river passage would not have happened at all without some version of success or arrival on the platform of success and innocence. Better to be the opposite, simple yet unintended by the clarity of the monument signing in the town square rather than the elephant or the dirty donkey stinking up the courtyard without pity or scorn.<br />
I’d said now and then held out for something more than the sunken ruins out there in the dirt, where the quality of the act itself belied the monument of its anonymity…. Here was the open hour of beginning and ending, of life and remonstrance…. Your own.<br />
At morning’s calm indifference, the omens cannot be deceived. Increase, the measure of the sign across the table from me. You are there again framed inside the lighted sphere of action, like a spokesman for the celestial region’s housing program. Still hours have left night’s clamorous dreamscape in the dust again, orange and blue disks revolving overhead with their own symmetry and ballast. Might the hour calm some regional participant into his or her own declivities and relimnaries to their posts at the start of the rest of the sleeping hours in their holsters dispatched or held at bay for their redisposition on the calm face of the day’s descriptions marking this hour as new.<br />
I’d clung to the myths of my own participation, nothing less than a moment in the stew of life’s vegetables and seasonings captured like alien features on your best friend, settled glances, children waning, the collapse of everything a fingertip away from real, these are the special qualities with which we greet each second from its latent back and forth in the time between seconds – a relinquished job, an incomplete paint job, the opossum squashed on the road like a thimbleberry or a gnat on the windshield. No dinner tonight for the lax and the posterior flights canceled at the airport due to something, some thing caught in the computer’s glitch and spam for breakfast again you turn the eggs by hand and warm them under a light bulb. Hold. Speak to tongues in their wagging frenetic prelim of content at the helm of the ship now squeaking into port with all men on board at the side of the railings waving their tiny hats in the air, anxious for relief.<br />
And when you come again, the towers move and rattle with earthquakes of intensity recalled from the place where you left them, sighing into noon or tamales without pity and scorn, spontaneous reminders of the air and tempo of the forgotten song which recalls the heart to its destiny in your hands, a meditation on the song itself clears the place next to you for a visitor in the darkness of who you were last week, stranded on the side of the road with no fish in the tank. I’d speak your lights on are holding back the layers of this particular word on the face of time’s clean memory of who we are in this darkness and dispassionate observation from the top of the climate is now blue and green again marking the terms as private or unknown, letting the sports-bar clothe you in unsentimental uniforms left on the floor in the hurry to undress aglow with points.<br />
Rocks your hours without respect for the others. In the dream tears streaming down my face for no apparent reason, perhaps a quality of life itself, maybe another denial from the nether region of thought left in the dark to monitor itself against the walls and sentences from which judgments are made again and again….. now we’ve crossed into the next year again marking these passages as if not mentioned nor particles of light found on the floor next to the wooden sign which says nothing. Other poems remind while this is simply a part of the instructions for a machine you don’t understand but which has been assembled for your justification in the face of anything at all.<br />
Now the residues have settled out ninety feet below the surface of the dusty, red-brown clay known as ‘what there is’…. In synch with the followers who do not see the rumor of their own passing as a tone in the music of the spheres, your allowances are recalled by the forms you’ve given them another tenor in the life of plants. Here is the specific moment in time which calls you out into the sensation of being here at all, askew in its lingering essence but abandoned by the hand that bred them, your face smiling toward me in the morning singing the same song again in welcome to the tides and spokes of the wheel turning every moment with every breath from the depths of now.<br />
These are the signs of day’s beginning in the heart to pull you forward into the light.<br />
A self effacing propriety in silence finaled implemento herein laid apart from all the preceding as if no other roomed inside these dusky hours spent at the infirmity onshore revolutions called no outer meant to be the same no longer inside yourself with attendant jargons lined up against the wall calls the air around you more than mine itself but clinging to the tunes we keep inside at all times no clammier than your wet hands lying on top of the bar….<br />
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2007jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-84088065433124966472007-04-21T09:55:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:39:46.013-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book I|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
<br />
1 (6.26.74)<br />
<br />
For, align,<br />
turns to turn,<br />
orange,<br />
below there are<br />
some to send.<br />
<br />
And short, between along.<br />
<br />
There are some, going through, to<br />
and where<br />
broken toward the line,<br />
as if, but lying aside, <br />
To part.<br />
<br />
But, I have, and where, but here<br />
this ease and color of light.<br />
<br />
Particles claim toward : the rescue<br />
performed, ally & song : resist.<br />
<br />
delight shadow's eye<br />
hard at leases, or sent.<br />
<br />
The specific: resolve to lend, alert.<br />
<br />
The line, gone, toward, through, at.<br />
<br />
And then lived,<br />
spoke, to slide.<br />
space to hold.<br />
The solitudes.<br />
Are. As.<br />
<br />
2<br />
<br />
From some wooden line<br />
<br />
light's collapse, renewed in eye.<br />
<br />
You are firm, root's claim, shore.<br />
Thirsty to term, there-from, alight,<br />
list & send, the utter domain,<br />
re-call,<br />
here.<br />
And slow, to turn, & turned, to slow.<br />
Along<br />
word, as tell as,<br />
a life's food.<br />
<br />
There are, of course.<br />
<br />
Maintained, difficulty of slow following.<br />
<br />
That & there, direct, slight, to see.<br />
<br />
Heard, of center & point,<br />
some air,<br />
Beheld, terms to share, as the door,<br />
<br />
no direct act, but some sudden.<br />
there, food,<br />
some huge air, formed.<br />
<br />
The way, out include.<br />
<br />
Particles<br />
where composed<br />
At.<br />
<br />
3<br />
<br />
Form, line's<br />
dog-tree,<br />
conjoint, <br />
cup, spoon, jar, table,<br />
<br />
handle.<br />
Scan, from quick eye, sharp,<br />
term<br />
reverse.<br />
Up, act, the plant, of food, and eat.<br />
<br />
But work, some sound<br />
eliminates,<br />
the span<br />
at-line, his face<br />
between<br />
openings alert & sent<br />
day's doing<br />
overt, reduced, compound<br />
<br />
From some easing through of voice,<br />
<br />
and life's trees around, wind.<br />
color of orange sending there<br />
<br />
new meetings are along<br />
inert torment<br />
and pleasure's high<br />
<br />
from page away<br />
going, the rest.<br />
<br />
at, through, here, made.<br />
<br />
4<br />
<br />
Form's Dog-tree<br />
three and refuse,<br />
but finish.<br />
<br />
arrangements, not doctrinal,<br />
thirsty hands, bent the quick<br />
<br />
as light's communion<br />
organized<br />
<br />
the Post of details<br />
recognize,<br />
horn, gleam, clasp.<br />
<br />
onto some road, black<br />
into<br />
back, in to some<br />
<br />
forgets as the growing<br />
<br />
harps or nouns, greet<br />
<br />
ear, body's<br />
Smoke, wood, two trees<br />
<br />
earth-seed & remember<br />
<br />
a face, her's<br />
<br />
mine<br />
<br />
going toward, homing<br />
<br />
5<br />
<br />
Orange root's rest, inside the tree,<br />
overt claims toward being<br />
Through the air's noon-moon, along<br />
and turning inside to become, there, also<br />
<br />
into, car as telling, the form, and<br />
belong also to go along the way, line,<br />
Of the line, toward color's day<br />
from beside, but terms also, gone, through.<br />
<br />
the air, love's name is, from transit, out<br />
into turning the leaf, or rewind, gong<br />
blow to spine, spindle, but aloft, as<br />
the belong often, terms to hold, away<br />
<br />
thirteen, said go below, as tents are,<br />
to the dirge or signal, then, words, too<br />
from from the distance, of a man<br />
into any shape whatever energy goes by<br />
<br />
there & then to say into some relish<br />
that the light there that, and light there<br />
from the distance also belongs, the form<br />
<br />
or looks back into some speed as if.<br />
<br />
<br />
As if there or look<br />
<br />
then to term the ripe<br />
feeling a glove<br />
then to say as<br />
<br />
the the<br />
<br />
6<br />
<br />
Light's line life as : between rest.<br />
<br />
Begin as term, time's old line,<br />
<br />
but sharp then turn, to leave,<br />
<br />
alone & long along these lines,<br />
<br />
and turn to say, as this to be.<br />
<br />
Into become<br />
as then to<br />
from along, or<br />
being the same to send between.<br />
<br />
Aposit.<br />
<br />
<br />
7<br />
<br />
Recall <br />
to make <br />
oar tune, then<br />
grasps as term<br />
thorough belittle spoke<br />
met mark<br />
<br />
drum, gone toward & turned<br />
<br />
murk : move : turn : leaf & line<br />
<br />
toward turn met<br />
<br />
along the lone line : his voice<br />
<br />
8<br />
<br />
Term's list elicits, and easy,<br />
but form yields through the<br />
eye and molds<br />
the moon<br />
here and the light and here and<br />
<br />
between your name an eye to be<br />
<br />
also along to term and sell.<br />
<br />
belong among dense airs, thorough<br />
<br />
revolve through and begin answers<br />
<br />
attitude from act-practice and profound<br />
<br />
lean, air, made, mold, move, to<br />
<br />
advise<br />
the night and its peals, we met<br />
air's new song lights particular ears<br />
handing along the particles of nests<br />
between and they have some light.<br />
also along to become astir, loop to deal<br />
<br />
color is this mood sending away<br />
<br />
light has grown another density, loop<br />
<br />
and continuing the same, told, held,<br />
<br />
between what passed and met<br />
<br />
9<br />
<br />
From some<br />
at, the rest colors; caps to send<br />
at the night's belief, where sent<br />
at a specific light and line.<br />
<br />
In these motives to respond along<br />
in some sudden terms, along to be<br />
in the realities and words also to<br />
<br />
lie along the way into some detail<br />
lie through a particle of delight<br />
lie at a rough center, made specific<br />
<br />
between some and nests to peal<br />
between these articles into the night<br />
between alert designs also new<br />
<br />
after the gray cans clatter furiously<br />
after some marks have their door<br />
after a line marks to spot the place<br />
<br />
beside these rivers of moods, moved<br />
and beside some sudden places, to<br />
make and beside altogether new, too<br />
<br />
split to send and stop between<br />
breaths are made along the<br />
eye's mind, as some easy doctrines<br />
are made specific to tell someone<br />
there are no others and dream<br />
some nostrils from defeat to<br />
lessen and passage onto this.<br />
<br />
10<br />
<br />
Half along beside, between away<br />
And holds through, to be there, too<br />
In some sudden place, going along.<br />
<br />
Toward the new signs, also what they are<br />
into among, or also along along :<br />
heaved toward what is there to see.<br />
<br />
And made along, to become along, as:<br />
through & known, along to become,<br />
where and meant, then marked to.<br />
<br />
But grown along, met along, & known,<br />
but into the place and met, through<br />
and sent, made toward and met.<br />
<br />
Marked, met, made, known, along<br />
and made to, marked to, made,<br />
into morning & known, marked, along.<br />
<br />
Mute & met, but made, along, there.<br />
<br />
Mode, alarum, recall, mark & spot,<br />
there, made to marked to, thrust,<br />
alert, known, made, sent, through.<br />
<br />
There, along : known, spot & song.<br />
<br />
Complete, mark, song and term, made<br />
and won, known, marked along &<br />
made, complete & known, along along.<br />
<br />
Met, mute, song, along & mark.<br />
<br />
11* =>Fire sequence & train whistle<br />
<br />
What one asks,<br />
even,<br />
did consciousness<br />
survive <br />
the leap?<br />
<br />
Yes, I remember you<br />
in the<br />
shade of<br />
the<br />
tree<br />
this morning--<br />
the orange--<br />
<br />
the sound<br />
of the<br />
<br />
train's<br />
whistle<br />
<br />
right now<br />
<br />
receding,<br />
<br />
just now<br />
fading.<br />
<br />
<br />
Ah.lee<br />
Out of sequence<br />
<br />
12 Mountain top<br />
<br />
Line's term line. And then turns, also,<br />
to turn through time, waits to tell.<br />
<br />
Spins, often, from form, some sends<br />
then, as term & song, spins.<br />
-------<br />
Eagle seen, again, & sons,<br />
-------<br />
<br />
line, send<br />
thirst, ease, list.<br />
<br />
air travels upward.<br />
<br />
Sun's day, lists leaves, & tells<br />
<br />
Spun, and the line's time / are<br />
<br />
forced, then, off the line.<br />
<br />
eagle, turned, held.<br />
<br />
leaf, spin & tell, leaves off,<br />
<br />
comes through to hold, your line<br />
tells, where the dust flies.<br />
<br />
Crown, tells, the circle continues.<br />
but mountain, then, song's eye.<br />
<br />
Feel, spin to tell, complete.<br />
<br />
13<br />
<br />
Finds it in,<br />
creeps, held.<br />
belief between, & spins,<br />
loads to soup, spins, too.<br />
<br />
Along & sent, but one is tongue,<br />
along to these markings, word to :<br />
hear & become, along.<br />
<br />
Light's eye, is lined out, tell.<br />
along, pierce, spin, become.<br />
<br />
Leave & tell, hold, take, spin.<br />
<br />
Below-belong, to send between here.<br />
and spin, tell, lets as gone, is.<br />
<br />
have these beginnings, name's eye.<br />
leaves to take & has to sell.<br />
<br />
is, then, as name's spin, along the line<br />
and grows, to be, these lines among<br />
in the laying on of these terms, as.<br />
<br />
there<br />
between the spot<br />
her eyes,<br />
and some word<br />
gets away,<br />
spin<br />
determined the course,<br />
it was<br />
seen.<br />
<br />
14<br />
<br />
Declarations of favor<br />
do not include<br />
but tell, & spin, away,<br />
and turn to tell.<br />
these lines hold & fall,<br />
then revive, to go.<br />
<br />
along a long line, the sun, & see.<br />
the way is made, to hold & send,<br />
<br />
but going is name & eye, the term.<br />
we are, and sent, ourselves, to meet<br />
<br />
and claim our time, as won, from<br />
these lines & airs we make, from this<br />
<br />
angle named, and pushed, along, through,<br />
where it has some space, to fold, here:<br />
<br />
line among, send<br />
here to tell, we are, we<br />
make<br />
these lines <br />
<br />
and meet time's<br />
name & face<br />
between,<br />
among<br />
&<br />
through some<br />
specific<br />
sending out<br />
Line.<br />
<br />
15<br />
<br />
A place & made, thorough, the term<br />
and has, to yield, these and favor<br />
<br />
toward the angle, eye's shield, past:<br />
the magnified eagle, term & place<br />
<br />
moving among lines, to become, and<br />
place, telling to move, away, you are.<br />
<br />
between yr eyes, a spot, yr legs, too,<br />
and mine to know you are, inside.<br />
<br />
but hold, a sky, blue & green, feathers.<br />
<br />
shapes decline & spin, the day is even<br />
& sharp, some names subsist like change,<br />
<br />
and angle in to hold; and gone, but<br />
steady, I'm your fire and claim, here.<br />
<br />
penetrated. The spots diminish, there are<br />
these ways to mend, and the heart's fire.<br />
<br />
echo, place, sky. Sometime and now.<br />
also, spared the clauses of furthering,<br />
<br />
but particular, to shed more parts,<br />
and also, to move, spot & claw,<br />
<br />
a special distance : none, the immediate,<br />
but firm, and not heavy, made so.<br />
<br />
16<br />
<br />
Leaf as turn some wooden line.<br />
<br />
17<br />
<br />
Open line, turns along, then spins,<br />
thirsty to tune, going through here.<br />
<br />
love's name yr heart' eye song,<br />
thus, made mine in time, this, is, us.<br />
<br />
mood-move, line, harps, to this, in.<br />
schemes to move, moon, known, on.<br />
<br />
Along. This moon send. Out : along, to.<br />
foreswarn, and being in between.<br />
<br />
and time, too, sings her fame, riding<br />
the waves, sea-spun & wet, to meet,<br />
<br />
and energy, this song to make my being,<br />
where some sinking son celebrates<br />
<br />
his love & being, so, thus to be yr time<br />
& so, known to one, as. Become so.<br />
<br />
word this fact; spins the day's key,<br />
and spin, to sing along & wedge. Door.<br />
<br />
you are. And keeps to say, along,<br />
and here, met, in some sudden claim.<br />
<br />
thrust to say, spin & come, claim, as<br />
are as, belong to some coming-along<br />
<br />
the way to saying, that & thus, become<br />
Some saying in this time's knowing<br />
<br />
where we are one, in-won, day's<br />
time & line made song, you are, mine.<br />
<br />
18<br />
<br />
Blue, winding out, & stopped, along;<br />
aside, then, among these sentences.<br />
<br />
and told, too, where the line spends<br />
to hold inside & turn, among time, and<br />
<br />
spelling through, hears often, a lapse<br />
to recall, even, where the depth is.<br />
<br />
And told, too, align & call, here, as,<br />
wrapt through cold distances, to arrive,<br />
<br />
then, and sing out and out, that there<br />
are these sentences to remember;<br />
<br />
held, a term, to lodge and mark,<br />
but swept, a goal, perhaps, spot.<br />
<br />
particle, song, the dodge claims<br />
to hold & lunge, across, even, & doubt.<br />
<br />
but clear, also, another mark stopt<br />
through time and sent, also, a mark.<br />
<br />
and marked, even, & sung, also,<br />
detailed, reeling-off, through, held,<br />
<br />
determined or marked, and hold, a<br />
tense departure, and diagrammed.<br />
<br />
loose, claimed, or claim, and which<br />
detail loosens the cloud, ever, ever.<br />
<br />
19<br />
<br />
Blue posts away, past parts sent.<br />
<br />
indeed, along, there toward, this ease,<br />
and skips also<br />
through sense's color, too<br />
<br />
between the moons they are to seem<br />
where sailing farther, details of duty<br />
and means, there, thus, always toward.<br />
<br />
but permanent, terms of furniture, as:<br />
the boom and eagle-spent, offered <br />
to silence whereby partitions gather, to.<br />
<br />
interior, astir form blue, as post posted<br />
these arts, as favors artifacts, line.<br />
<br />
line along beside always remember<br />
there and slowing halt speed, to up.<br />
<br />
and up and, pistol, there become<br />
ease to ear as meant, him, along.<br />
<br />
and up to and pins this stir, to<br />
slip it in and rest, rests into.<br />
<br />
holds to spin and sent, but trials<br />
and settle to let, but hold to air.<br />
<br />
and interior leaf to sent signal, as<br />
the bear leans his seeing into<br />
snap, snap, to sharp shape, and out.<br />
<br />
<br />
20<br />
<br />
Slight to move, but holds, and through<br />
or direction's course is short but clear.<br />
<br />
and move. Here to dust, but settle,<br />
and clear, among these lights, to have.<br />
<br />
close, thorough : the ears are not wet,<br />
but some escaping of sentences, close.<br />
<br />
open the way out, to shoot them up,<br />
the air, or fireworked, and made.<br />
<br />
particle and tune, they are they; as.<br />
into. Made toward morning. Up.<br />
<br />
the finishing of the point, is told,<br />
to move, along, among, and, to, end.<br />
<br />
but open, begin, all marks made,<br />
the light sings out her hair is waves,<br />
<br />
and sold, the mood, and clipped-to,<br />
elongation & tune, again, to hold<br />
<br />
the mark among its totals, and<br />
find pleasure in the term "from"<br />
<br />
the morning's movies, and snug, along,<br />
the clear and tense afterthoughts of<br />
<br />
love's beginning, in the flash & spin<br />
of time's own moving to & to, here.<br />
<br />
21<br />
<br />
Line's east ease, turns, skips.<br />
<br />
ear moon, and align, heaved at<br />
a motor and claw, the pool eats.<br />
<br />
before, and monkeys, leaving home<br />
to their nouns, to glow and fantasy, couple.<br />
<br />
but loom away arrive, the passing<br />
of seasons sea salt and blow, down.<br />
<br />
and make and. Play to heave into<br />
another limit of the far, reduced of.<br />
<br />
light's name willingly : the crows are<br />
eating trees, but skip away, too, to<br />
<br />
hold & crash, like arriving and in<br />
departure, corn, the rattle, & halt<br />
<br />
to skip or screw, to reduce the<br />
heat & image out to see : coffee.<br />
<br />
or: signal to noon, hungry, you are,<br />
and reversed, to think, that here, too.<br />
<br />
are you seeing sinking or has flat<br />
posts to denote a noun and marking.<br />
<br />
but music is tension : sea tools<br />
are new errors to clasp marks into<br />
<br />
some wooden seasons, and harp<br />
to noon, a lost tree, seen & touch.<br />
<br />
22<br />
<br />
Line's ease at turns & stops.<br />
<br />
to hold behold & through<br />
along along, beside. <br />
& here,<br />
to rest between lines & see<br />
but you are, and met, to hold<br />
to ease & go between. At.<br />
<br />
: Perform, and ring<br />
these are some pasts, to<br />
become at once, being, so.<br />
<br />
=> Between, and touch, away,<br />
thrust to hold, remember,<br />
slight but exact,<br />
and chords<br />
of, into the one,<br />
line, is.<br />
<br />
eaten, but thorough, & not brown<br />
to become also this<br />
transit <br />
exit to same, & met,<br />
molded<br />
through through lapse & start,<br />
<br />
eagle, brown, seemed & is, the<br />
same, to rush through,<br />
impact, whereas, <br />
notes. Inside.<br />
<br />
23<br />
<br />
Lines like light, moods are color<br />
drawn, in, and the air's passing,<br />
<br />
but out, along the way, to hold, here<br />
where some day finishes rain out, & moves<br />
<br />
again, to spread the air in, as morning<br />
has some transparency to be clear, &<br />
<br />
hold, again, to what is firm and the<br />
clarity of the time is partial, meaning,<br />
<br />
then, to some registry backwards, out,<br />
the moon clears to sail & out, to be<br />
<br />
these airs of passage, through a gray<br />
dusk, into sentences, coherent, reply,<br />
<br />
The outer densities of shadow are<br />
clean, and trees erupt sideways, out<br />
<br />
to some white glare, journeying toward<br />
the day where time is, and out, then,<br />
<br />
to become cleared-out in some<br />
moving, or loss, even, to declare<br />
<br />
the time of this calculation, and<br />
rhythm of the color to belong among<br />
<br />
the motive where they call out, along<br />
the way drawn through these claims<br />
<br />
24<br />
<br />
Term to line, as air is, & holds<br />
<br />
through to line, and hold, as air<br />
is, and thorough, along these<br />
<br />
lines, to go through & hold along,<br />
and color's eye, beheld, here.<br />
<br />
between then, to hold the line.<br />
specific, then, to turn to & hold.<br />
<br />
and air, too, becoming words, they<br />
are air, and turn between this.<br />
<br />
as if, then, as when, to leave<br />
the air woodenly between & hold.<br />
<br />
and met, too, to become some<br />
turning through of places & acts,<br />
<br />
that there are, finally, some align-<br />
ments to shore, & will, to speak.<br />
<br />
but words, too, are vocable & list,<br />
to clatter along the way, to hold<br />
to mark the shore willingly, the way.<br />
<br />
25<br />
<br />
Grass & toe, they see out from some<br />
distance to the air and are the same.<br />
<br />
to the light we hold our way, and<br />
tell to turn, these partitions of chance<br />
<br />
and cause, modified in turning, our<br />
way yields to some crossing, this.<br />
<br />
posts are new and wooden; mark:<br />
the days are not new but their form.<br />
<br />
and telling, this night, too, holds, in:<br />
there are some sentences here, & new.<br />
<br />
now the flies are buzzed, to thirsty<br />
hearts made sudden, and turned out.<br />
<br />
where is there passion but in some<br />
seed along among and gray to tell.<br />
<br />
the capsules are mounted, again,<br />
and dragons have their names too,<br />
<br />
but heat the stone for willingness,<br />
and capture slow gnawing for the eye.<br />
<br />
and sound yr eye to tell the mind<br />
its duties, and lose the eagle to his way,<br />
<br />
out along the sentences, where doubt<br />
leaps away & scores some suddenness often.<br />
<br />
26<br />
<br />
Spin to turn, as terms lie-to, & yield,<br />
but shape to lean & slide through.<br />
<br />
Drain to hold & send along, then to<br />
skip & send into, space, told, term.<br />
<br />
part to shape, turn to hold & move,<br />
then to lean, leave, hold, lie, emerge.<br />
<br />
Words to some density, among alarum<br />
& sent, turn, sent through and held:<br />
<br />
white to color to dark, meant to<br />
lean, among some density & held.<br />
<br />
Loom & shield, terminal & song, and<br />
onto the planes of shape, held.<br />
<br />
Parts to lines and the vocable solarity.<br />
Mood to life, and claims, stir, claim.<br />
<br />
Memory and song, altogether, their line<br />
and spent, aloft, foreign a sudden wave.<br />
<br />
Left alert, astir and gone, he hopes.<br />
Part to limb, words and their generatives.<br />
<br />
escape and run, then stop. See to detail.<br />
Moons relax & change, and again.<br />
<br />
But lines hold & stir among a nest,<br />
and finish, part & claim, along, to.<br />
<br />
27<br />
<br />
Line's life-light, spin & hold, among,<br />
and turns aside, from looms foretold.<br />
<br />
Heaviness among, but density apart & further<br />
harness along, to tell light's line along<br />
<br />
and turn, here, through to another forestry<br />
from distances briefed along homages<br />
<br />
and some calculus of afterthought's son,<br />
beside beside orange turtle of often sent,<br />
<br />
or part to turn & live like life's line-light<br />
thorough, diminished, answering season<br />
<br />
and sea-tide from blue-wet error,<br />
and seen the lived-out attitude<br />
<br />
toward some settled tenor of clarity<br />
better angle line term as distance,<br />
<br />
and part-gray and white cloud told,<br />
often & other, as some tool of offers made<br />
<br />
toward reading-out and sentences,<br />
where growing short, attend & roost,<br />
<br />
to slide between but rest outer & languid,<br />
hard to term upright, post, posture, are<br />
<br />
these days between themselves astir<br />
like sending belimed, a word, in, or out.<br />
<br />
28<br />
<br />
Visible distances particular chant, in.<br />
Loop to pass, along, & hearing, from.<br />
<br />
Align & speak, a partial loop, passed,<br />
but mark, a node & loom, hearing.<br />
<br />
Drum this drum. The marks distinguish.<br />
Air passing through your heart, laughs.<br />
<br />
Ticking from some bell & begun, along,<br />
among and peas to sparkle between.<br />
<br />
Lined-up, made "inform" by destiny, at.<br />
Specific and familiar, the way is seen.<br />
<br />
You are you : a circularity, and revolves.<br />
But tense is an air, & kept, secret,<br />
<br />
& this hesitance of waves leaps through<br />
sentences, doubling out air upon air<br />
<br />
to some / such new beginning, as keeps,<br />
or will & line, stretched out, seen,<br />
<br />
then, to gray domes uprised to language,<br />
and image neither fantasy nor dream,<br />
<br />
but a reduction of the mental to some<br />
limitation of recall, timed-out, held.<br />
<br />
And away, then, live without them, &<br />
then return to yr own seeing. No habits.<br />
<br />
28.2<br />
<br />
Loop to name, & hears, the day holds<br />
these ferverences, or are you bold?<br />
<br />
And leap away to yr owl lining of<br />
time's seeming to be yr own, &<br />
<br />
leave the loops disdainfully, no turn,<br />
he has these letters un-answrd, yes,<br />
<br />
and final, the permanent dreaming-out<br />
of something personal, another tangent,<br />
<br />
or swiftly, dismissed as improper, styled,<br />
but reminded-out, claimed as a<br />
stone would become some turning<br />
<br />
here to here, the light fancy a<br />
speed-rush, another diminishment,<br />
but then, nothing else to do, and relax.<br />
<br />
Home, then, lighted, then, a face, then,<br />
and children, grass-light, meadow-time,<br />
<br />
how we hold some places firm, & tell<br />
some rehearsals that there are no others,<br />
<br />
Awaited<br />
skipped boot<br />
<br />
Love's whole place her eye<br />
dark blue face<br />
touched to<br />
sleep.<br />
<br />
28.3<br />
<br />
The visible distances the real<br />
and holds the proper mark, unwound<br />
<br />
to this specific density, voice upon<br />
voice, from the color blue, outward,<br />
<br />
and then turned from figures into<br />
some claiming, again, among, into<br />
<br />
this new beginning, grace & tone,<br />
is some music, again, & told.<br />
<br />
Outward, as the figure of grace, is:<br />
and further, then, along among<br />
<br />
friends & dreamers, others, too, beside<br />
the time of its sending out,<br />
<br />
outer & outer, like this liking<br />
<br />
we are become one among song<br />
<br />
this other to tell & sing of love<br />
<br />
here among here, then, to speak,<br />
<br />
yr name, blue tent, and sea deep<br />
eyes, yr face, my flower,<br />
<br />
and sung, again, this being-so<br />
we are become<br />
so fullingly.<br />
<br />
29<br />
<br />
Time turns easily, to slip a peg, & hold.<br />
Light's posited to frown at these<br />
<br />
light terms, you are, and starred<br />
to loop up, inside your eye, to see.<br />
<br />
And line, among, work at the hard<br />
edges of trees, peeled away, the<br />
<br />
water curves, but sweeps, the words are<br />
slow to, arm of, time in and gone.<br />
<br />
You are. And met. Me, at the edge.<br />
this turning out, but lights the eye.<br />
<br />
And clearing, out, from some ease, to<br />
move on, again, in some wood or turf.<br />
<br />
Leave & hold, both resemblances are<br />
perfect, to their causes, made, at least,<br />
<br />
from the air, spoke, and told, to creep<br />
through, a line, then, among the air.<br />
<br />
Are. Spent & shot, coming up again,<br />
and going through, the new, and start.<br />
<br />
Three. These admissions to speech, sudden<br />
but told, some new origin, at least, they<br />
<br />
have nailed it down, the edge of the<br />
world, claimed, won, sought, taut.<br />
<br />
30<br />
<br />
Light's line & turns aside, terminal<br />
and voice, penetration forward, spoke,<br />
<br />
but ally toward, and voice spoken,<br />
outer, to tell, as mood to sight,<br />
<br />
along, turned against saying , beside<br />
and moved overt, told through specific<br />
<br />
indications of will formed beside<br />
these designates : wholesome, calculus<br />
<br />
of the eye, marked along terms aside<br />
forward to hold, wherever the term<br />
<br />
slides throughout speech to mark the<br />
line along to speech between the mark<br />
<br />
to hold, return, alights & spins,<br />
throughout the same and made,<br />
<br />
but slips & then to make this eye<br />
love's own & tell, through, to skip<br />
<br />
and repeat again, the same, marked<br />
throughout and left ahold, the light<br />
<br />
lisps away & spins, repeat this one<br />
and holds, tight, the owing of<br />
<br />
lives and dimension, spun, out, green<br />
marked, along, out, eye, flame.<br />
<br />
31<br />
<br />
Light's line terms the air, speaks,<br />
to ship & send, along, the line,<br />
<br />
and has air beheld to come, forth,<br />
then, to become air in turning,<br />
<br />
out, to speak, along, and a way<br />
is made, then set, to hold<br />
<br />
among things, from these perimeters,<br />
unknown or last ed-out, from<br />
<br />
their own densities, asleep and perfect,<br />
thrown toward what is there<br />
<br />
among us to our knowing, one<br />
among one, longing out : lunging.<br />
<br />
thorough or profuse, spoken or not,<br />
these elongations are new & total,<br />
<br />
and thread through the line's<br />
beginning as if, as-if, and hold,<br />
<br />
but spend along to speak and<br />
tell, that there the rain comes,<br />
<br />
to relieve the air's body &<br />
streaming out coming out, to<br />
<br />
say here & here & then hold<br />
to speech, air, told, one, in<br />
<br />
32<br />
<br />
Grass roots out, then in, & spares the line<br />
to throw along, and light among this<br />
<br />
becoming where the air rests, thorough<br />
and profuse, describing words, and holds,<br />
<br />
to stay ahold this space belongs, love's eye<br />
opening at yr touch, to speak between<br />
<br />
some time aligns the time from this line<br />
along the roughed out turned out edge<br />
<br />
of time, along the shore, spoke, as, to<br />
the places of the marking-out, as, to<br />
<br />
penetrate & hold, mark along color, to see,<br />
then, as a making shapes these airs<br />
<br />
of movements, through to hold, or touch away<br />
to see, that we are here, along the blue<br />
<br />
tent weaving, to make certain these lines<br />
and markings from the dust, spoke, to,<br />
<br />
held, to, and met, certain, or sure,<br />
to speak these waves & lines of light,<br />
<br />
then, becoming light through to see,<br />
having coupled-out from the edge<br />
<br />
at this new beginning, complete, & blue<br />
made throughout the same & one, thus.<br />
<br />
33<br />
<br />
Flash, recall and out, to turn aside<br />
and spell, marked, onto the line,<br />
<br />
but turns & holds, throughout the<br />
same, and told, went, thorough,<br />
<br />
again, to tell & hold along the line<br />
where terminal & profound, we speak,<br />
<br />
and rise, again, along among this<br />
detail of air spoken & sung along:<br />
<br />
here also we resemble outward & hold<br />
our lines, each to each, & speak<br />
<br />
so & so, again, we are the same<br />
and where we are, along, the way,<br />
<br />
and held, here among here, to resemble<br />
nothing, & yield, even, to this<br />
<br />
presence, we are, and doing, we are,<br />
this being-so, and resembling, move,<br />
<br />
throughout, along, recall and flash,<br />
to do these simplicities their being<br />
<br />
what they are, to some detail, & made<br />
so & so, thrust throughout along :<br />
<br />
a way is made, then set, out<br />
for what is there, termed.<br />
<br />
34<br />
<br />
Blue line among these spokes,<br />
to tell, also, along the line, here.<br />
<br />
And hope, to tell, out, these<br />
marks all ways, the same, included,<br />
<br />
from some recall, out, the door,<br />
made and set, through, here, also.<br />
<br />
And moves, through space, & thorough,<br />
among some stones, lined, also alert,<br />
<br />
but slid, precise, the mark, stayed<br />
to say the line is small, love's<br />
<br />
eye & song, spoke, too, wheeled,<br />
around the way around, along.<br />
<br />
silent. Moved. A space would tell,<br />
but hold the eye, love's name,<br />
<br />
to see & hold, on, the line, then,<br />
made throughout the same in<br />
<br />
some doing, to become sudden<br />
and alert through some saying,<br />
<br />
but is not moved, & seen, also,<br />
there & held, asleep you are<br />
<br />
in blue & white, and said, here,<br />
to love spoke & song, among.<br />
<br />
35<br />
<br />
Dream's source & light, not its story,<br />
moves to see & hold, among its<br />
<br />
silences, throughout interrupted the same<br />
way not again but skips to shape<br />
<br />
& song all ways new & trembling, but<br />
seen among its pleasures, noun.<br />
<br />
And said, to tell again its way<br />
of being there along the way to<br />
<br />
hold & sing, you are : there & here,<br />
and held firm, yr eye, opened,<br />
<br />
to touch, I am, and one among<br />
you, then, and rising out of air<br />
<br />
to become and stay, motive and<br />
brilliance, seen, then, to have these<br />
<br />
sentences unwound again, we are<br />
moving, then, costume & sign,<br />
<br />
and thrust along the blood to<br />
rise arise, and push in to this<br />
<br />
pleasure, and rest and come, then,<br />
into her face, seen & felt, as<br />
<br />
some driving through of life's<br />
energies & song as one & made.<br />
<br />
36<br />
<br />
Any day new the same return, & hold<br />
the mark close, to see we are<br />
<br />
here and dreaming the same way<br />
but spoke out to hold along the<br />
<br />
trail up to some mountain space,<br />
out to tell light's eye & shore,<br />
<br />
and made, then, of these overt<br />
marks & arrows, no words are<br />
<br />
made not shot or cut but lapsed<br />
out cut through & seen to be<br />
<br />
the things of life's new beginning<br />
where the air thins out & stops,<br />
<br />
but see, there is some blood-rush<br />
driven to the visual distance, &<br />
<br />
shrunk, yr thought eclipsed to<br />
this short distance, yielded out<br />
<br />
as her name is pleasure, and seen<br />
thus, song, out, made & done, to<br />
<br />
be these things of life's own<br />
choosing, then, and driven from<br />
<br />
some shore outward, begun in<br />
moving among these stones of life.<br />
<br />
37<br />
<br />
This marking placed us out, along<br />
a water cliffed, but clean edge. Here.<br />
<br />
And rained down, heavy, to roar,<br />
the water, curved around, nearby,<br />
<br />
selective, of these wordings, of.<br />
The air resembles, & holds us,<br />
coming away, to be this raffle<br />
<br />
of our selves, made to turn<br />
by light's airs made friend.<br />
<br />
Heaved through, night's line, of.<br />
spoke & silenced<br />
we spared the<br />
orange<br />
mood.<br />
cleaned<br />
water holds the way<br />
and memento of her act,<br />
around,<br />
no onions<br />
but trembled on the stairway,<br />
encased<br />
"tortured dream demon"<br />
and<br />
their voices, shrugged.<br />
No-one sent them.<br />
we'll pass by.<br />
held out, left among.<br />
water : rock.<br />
To.<br />
<br />
38<br />
<br />
Light's art, turned around, and still, enfold<br />
to marks, & speak, as if, and silent,<br />
<br />
but marked through, air, the term, and<br />
Leaving, thorough, the mark, to meet, then<br />
<br />
where we fall, into the open, to make<br />
some sounding, of, often, and into, the one.<br />
<br />
but these terms resound, & summer's rain<br />
unwinds, perfect & sincere, where we made<br />
<br />
some rescuing-out, to be these things of life<br />
and hold our time exactly, pursuit & thing,<br />
<br />
from unwound pressures derived, words<br />
from the mouths of men, & houses, fr god.<br />
<br />
but that's the speech, there, and what we<br />
are is finished, and how this coupling acts<br />
<br />
us through the line to some becoming, and<br />
then rests across, to hold, "just four," &<br />
<br />
then leaps on, and where the water<br />
turns around, we are alone, again, to<br />
<br />
practice at our touching, and the house<br />
commands, somewhere, and we are profuse,<br />
<br />
delimited toward love's eye & name<br />
from some becoming, out, to tell, here.<br />
<br />
39<br />
<br />
Spins to turn return some stance<br />
recall to single & particular grace<br />
<br />
as one, to sing, cloud to light, color<br />
bowed around, mountain open to<br />
<br />
frame of love's eye, seen & won to<br />
be a call from line arrow out.<br />
<br />
thus to see & sing the same, as part<br />
& rock, stacked, ribbed & spent,<br />
<br />
shore burst, flung, sanded out & named,<br />
here, at turn & bend to mark &<br />
<br />
turn, shore to wind & cleared, from<br />
rain dropped in & laid away, to.<br />
<br />
across, three & then one & then one,<br />
and spruce, or mountain, uprised,<br />
<br />
root & call, name & tongue, in to<br />
you, your eye & named, this<br />
<br />
as if (as if) to tell & told, spoke<br />
uttering of flame & color, marked<br />
<br />
off, a rope, knot, song, said, for:<br />
here and here, then, color's light at<br />
<br />
the edge & just diminishing, at<br />
evening, and bent around just fine.<br />
<br />
39.2<br />
<br />
& thrown, aside, for rocked eases, to<br />
these dream demons won, they are that,<br />
<br />
and from last night's readiness, to meet,<br />
then, retreat, then, to win this view,<br />
<br />
here, at the stream's edge, where a house <br />
might become, logged in & shorn up,<br />
<br />
built or named, from no disaster but<br />
love's eases, and the thirst outward<br />
<br />
relieved, as rain comes, here, &<br />
spends these ferns upward, as they<br />
<br />
are, to become themselves, giant or<br />
birch, white papered eye of rushed<br />
<br />
night to moon this space & told, then,<br />
stuttered out like some couplings,<br />
<br />
as we lean forward onto the arm of<br />
the sea & swept, streambed & line,<br />
<br />
through the color of time's own name,<br />
love rushes out & clings, cold & fancy,<br />
<br />
to our speech, literal and continuous,<br />
lining over the hill woodenly, to sound<br />
<br />
out our names among the density<br />
of the dream's beginning to be so.<br />
<br />
40<br />
<br />
And waits, to spell, this sea, & coming.<br />
then lines to hold, among, thrown, to.<br />
<br />
completed throughout, a state or air, drawn<br />
toward morning, & deepened, at the edge<br />
<br />
to these alignments & nouns, gathering into<br />
light from some dismissal of proprieties, of.<br />
<br />
Still, motive gains from coming at, and<br />
the postures jam out, touched at some<br />
<br />
act of distinct colors, choice to describe,<br />
to gates of this softening, will and art<br />
<br />
submit, then, & leap through her eye,<br />
to elongate, posterior, associated, here.<br />
<br />
and mark, these drops are seeded, too,<br />
and globed, air and song, light's<br />
<br />
tenure & domain, doubled, sentenced,<br />
particles of clarity, and galloping.<br />
<br />
out to out, marked out, touched out<br />
the walls are seen, built, her teeth.<br />
<br />
and blood-rushed, light-formed, spacious,<br />
earth blown, larger than this becoming<br />
<br />
a boat, vessel, goat or tree, a reduction<br />
enlarged, turned, skipped, along, among.<br />
<br />
41<br />
<br />
Marks the spot, & holds, throughout the<br />
time's line, and spent, terminal & gong.<br />
<br />
After line & mark, turn to call, open to<br />
this concentration & time, new & permanent,<br />
<br />
aligned to air's morsel & term, again,<br />
to go around these tight turnings-out,<br />
<br />
between the time, slid, skipped, also<br />
the mood among color's space, here,<br />
<br />
at distinction cast, made along the line,<br />
around the world, then, again, to come<br />
<br />
through the water to rock-cast, out,<br />
and then holds, to remember, ribbed.<br />
<br />
the line. And leaps, leaves to come<br />
to hold there & eases in again, held<br />
<br />
firm, against the wall, and then to<br />
mold over against these worlds, too.<br />
<br />
And days holding forth, throughout the<br />
place, biscuit and tone, outward, to<br />
<br />
lose the way, but touched brass, aloft,<br />
his ticking, to sheep, slip, verb, act,<br />
<br />
the scale and water sleeps, lost the<br />
words, and hard among, steep, skip.<br />
<br />
42.1<br />
<br />
Modeled, throughout, to shape &<br />
turn, send, ascend, then, a lake<br />
<br />
or pool of, night of, spin, over to<br />
the edge of sound, sound, spin at:<br />
<br />
you are: become, then, a line among,<br />
and represents some calculation, there,<br />
<br />
as a way is set, berries, too, and<br />
turned out to love's eye, scene,<br />
<br />
and then pulsed-through, blood<br />
rush & name, as-has, in the<br />
<br />
evening of sentences, broken through,<br />
where there age blue balloons, too,<br />
<br />
to see, in the tent, or green &<br />
graceful, to dry quickly, a spot,<br />
<br />
here, associates of the line's time<br />
and shore, swarming-out, to<br />
<br />
detail up, the thirsty claims are new,<br />
and told, out, another line, but<br />
<br />
no weakening of will's claims, or eating,<br />
but final, a day decides, and<br />
<br />
removes to sense, some are drawn<br />
to leap-lapse, & set it loose.<br />
<br />
42.2 <br />
<br />
Blue, and met. A hard tree,<br />
escapes, again a note is told,<br />
<br />
pieces to skip through, notes there,<br />
and music, below the posts, are.<br />
<br />
to whom sent, a moon away, hears,<br />
to see, too, again, you are these<br />
<br />
recollections skipped between times<br />
loose, fitful, but some color has the<br />
<br />
way, to focus down, to seven<br />
even & profuse, a vocabulary revolves,<br />
<br />
here, & turns, & goes around, through<br />
choice, spot-spot, and touches<br />
<br />
down, the hot-pad, align the earth's<br />
words, particle & claim, & rush<br />
<br />
on out, again, specific as the<br />
densities are, & are there, too,<br />
<br />
skipped, eclipsed.<br />
post & moon, the<br />
thirsty eaves subside, to slide on<br />
through, the doorway, leans, to set<br />
<br />
some particular shore, entailed, or<br />
of, as a location describes, & rests,<br />
now, out, & detailed, to moon along.<br />
<br />
42.3 <br />
<br />
then leased,<br />
spoon-specific, &<br />
not broken out, but<br />
filled in, & into love's eye cast<br />
<br />
and filled, the heart's anchor, & word,<br />
they are the same,<br />
and some filling,<br />
<br />
too, as the water is made, by heat,<br />
to boil, some declension of taste<br />
<br />
for acts, & in some density removed<br />
to tense, present, is being hungry:<br />
<br />
For the fortune of these rings & lines:<br />
for the features to some easing,<br />
and leaps away, to shore<br />
<br />
where these lines subside & linger<br />
in some rescuing forth of pieces,<br />
<br />
and made along, there are no others,<br />
and leaped away, a song, you<br />
<br />
are. There to be seen, & sung among<br />
your densities, here, where we are, of.<br />
<br />
the line spends & shadow is perched<br />
away, his shoulders ringed by, too,<br />
<br />
and spoke, out, often, to leap.<br />
<br />
42.4 <br />
<br />
Lines to turn, & hold, there they<br />
go, splash, as looped-through,<br />
<br />
and singing, too : the shell he gives<br />
and knows its name, & says hello,<br />
<br />
by these lines cast, through, the<br />
day subsides, to turn out, and<br />
<br />
rest, along the way, made,<br />
<br />
to spend the day whole<br />
<br />
and meet some<br />
evocations.<br />
out-flung<br />
as love lies-to<br />
And holds, we are among,<br />
and orange, too,<br />
these rocks<br />
are seen, tomorrow, to be dry,<br />
<br />
and play along the night's own<br />
morning, broken open by design,<br />
<br />
and slipped astir, fried, & soon,<br />
there, some secrets uprooted,<br />
<br />
to become some singular song,<br />
and see it through the place,<br />
<br />
wept, charged, signal & tool.<br />
<br />
42.5 <br />
<br />
And through, too,<br />
erased & kept<br />
unwound, particular, encased,<br />
<br />
like some liking, love's center<br />
particular to see ease & draw<br />
<br />
through, to complete, here as spoke,<br />
rhythm-out, & tooled away, to<br />
<br />
hear, also, yr name again, eagle.<br />
<br />
spoke, through the ear & led<br />
away, yr mind, holds taut<br />
<br />
& shard, they & resemble, turning<br />
to & yielding, face & song,<br />
<br />
to eat & skim along, made,<br />
among dense airs pulsed, tone<br />
<br />
& song, spoke, rewind to tool,<br />
leaped-out, shorn-out, pulse<br />
<br />
of the body's tongue, spoke, at<br />
some lying-to, skipped fertile,<br />
<br />
act, art, at, and then rests:<br />
<br />
luminosity : permit : way-see<br />
<br />
loop-scoop.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-57406715805073561702007-04-21T09:53:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:40:15.603-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book II|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
43<br />
<br />
Light's line, out, termed through<br />
the air and twice, to term and,<br />
<br />
then, rusted-out, from love's tenor<br />
strung out, or other, along the way,<br />
<br />
older, or old, voiced, or not, "form<br />
is form," it seems to say, but clear,<br />
<br />
and starving along rhythm, strung<br />
& painted, then, rough or strewn,<br />
<br />
wrapped, but borne out, or said<br />
to whomever is there, and to<br />
<br />
some relinquishing, banked away,<br />
missed, but trusted, thorough<br />
<br />
and profound. Light is light, then,<br />
or empty, as a style goes, or<br />
<br />
a cadence, and quartered, into<br />
our special considerations lived<br />
<br />
through to be distinct, square, too,<br />
and turned out, silvered, heard<br />
<br />
like the voice is, and damp, at<br />
home, or driven, outward, forth<br />
<br />
like something found underway,<br />
and struck, out, & fortunate.<br />
<br />
44<br />
<br />
Forged, along, a mark<br />
turns through<br />
and marks, again, to become these<br />
alarums<br />
willingly, and hold to<br />
cloud or smoke, point & term.<br />
<br />
penetrated, and lighted, but luminos.<br />
<br />
through, light to color, a success.<br />
termed, along, and moving.<br />
<br />
Then thrust : push & make, the whole.<br />
but made, a way, & said.<br />
<br />
Any thoroughness, the tabletop, & even,<br />
that is, covered & smooth, seen.<br />
To yield out, but acts, swimming<br />
<br />
the term, of favor to shape.<br />
Relaxed, the eye. Going to nouns.<br />
Seascape has this needled eye.<br />
<br />
Plenty of and more than.<br />
The hope of farms, lassitude.<br />
<br />
But holds to & terms, to say.<br />
then, often, marked, to.<br />
<br />
Her name, & love's eye, too, shorn<br />
to skip & loop among, eases<br />
and let, to sharp, & sky.<br />
<br />
45<br />
<br />
Term, along the side, and kept, hollow<br />
and turned through, as if to keep.<br />
<br />
Mark, and thus alert, sky-sudden,<br />
or sheep, shed, reflect, total.<br />
<br />
Alarm, song's posture, foreign, to<br />
these ears loose, or terminal,<br />
<br />
limitation from outside places, to<br />
keep along tightly then opens,<br />
<br />
rain's ears, too, seated chairs<br />
or rocks, and tied together,<br />
<br />
like dreaming along between the<br />
time's time, he might visit, is<br />
<br />
welcome, of course, & specific<br />
trades told to watch, closely,<br />
<br />
maybe a block away, but here,<br />
noted alongside, to share, him,<br />
<br />
her eyes, the same and seen, a<br />
lapse of error, words sent around.<br />
<br />
Leap to sled<br />
& hold, here among<br />
alarum, as said, not too closely<br />
and mid-scam, mind, too<br />
and held, there<br />
<br />
45.2<br />
<br />
Affirm & tong, refract, spoke<br />
to leased hedgerows, almost<br />
<br />
sincere & certainly "meant," along<br />
sympathetic chatter of homilies, to<br />
<br />
become ( between) purple, a mantle<br />
and ordered out, prompt, at mask<br />
<br />
& drum, his term<br />
to lease & swell<br />
<br />
spoke among here<br />
to blue ease kept<br />
<br />
never to slide often away quick,<br />
as red code-shelf keeps astir,<br />
<br />
some linear, dusk, but keeps on,<br />
and holds light to light, as.<br />
<br />
Loaf-noodle, a spire, seen, at least,<br />
but firm, retraced, this ground,<br />
<br />
of stance & swing, pool, toward<br />
the day of, mark of, often's ease.<br />
<br />
Speak, to ease, not crept unwound,<br />
but seen, a mark, & satisfied.<br />
<br />
Rehearse to loop, skip to air,<br />
in love's eye warmed, through.<br />
<br />
46<br />
<br />
Leaps to hold, & spin, around, root<br />
topped, dog-run-by, and then again.<br />
<br />
Loops to spin, this air, and are the<br />
same, to hold along the edge & ride.<br />
<br />
hold to leap, then leaped, where<br />
& then spun-out, dried out, food.<br />
<br />
And hears to sing, answer & claim<br />
from some airs resembled, again.<br />
<br />
Spin to claim, and named, again<br />
furrow & song, her name, here,<br />
<br />
& said, spoke, around, along, among,<br />
but hurried, or through, his enemies,<br />
<br />
of self, and made out, removed<br />
by act & dream, arrived at, here,<br />
<br />
where the smell, even, is tangibly<br />
empty, detail of the sun's scale,<br />
<br />
where some colors are natural enough,<br />
but made, through, song's pleasure.<br />
<br />
and held, too, from seeing, first, to<br />
shallow and plaintive whispering,<br />
<br />
in the rightness of attitude which permits<br />
the levy & holds, holds to this singing.<br />
<br />
46.2<br />
<br />
And lines among this, to hold the name<br />
of, claim's time told, & spun, small red<br />
<br />
goes by, & leaves a trail strike strike &<br />
turn, to sing the song, light goes out<br />
<br />
from each splash, & rain even, traces,<br />
& this line out, holds time away, too,<br />
<br />
& touches down, from time sent, away<br />
to turn on down, her name along this<br />
<br />
place & name, & sees, to use, furrow<br />
& seed, to ride on, there, spent to<br />
<br />
line out, number out, restricted, like:<br />
money, air-dust, red term, alongside.<br />
<br />
merge to hold, along red sending, term<br />
of another line, spun in, told, from<br />
<br />
something won even by his return to<br />
simpler distances, and won by that,<br />
<br />
ear-designate and color-power to<br />
some easier time, termed in &<br />
said thorough & distinct, a pole.<br />
<br />
but slipped, too, and controlled along<br />
side, floated, around, even smaller.<br />
<br />
thorough, noise of, distinct, blue, on.<br />
<br />
47<br />
<br />
Light's holding-in, and firm, through<br />
time and color, across to this specification.<br />
<br />
Doubt relinquishes, no term but sending,<br />
and spins away, in life's details made,<br />
<br />
but firm to say, and this mark to the<br />
shore of green houses, made throughout<br />
<br />
the same, to have the mark made,<br />
and color made to some wood,<br />
<br />
as the line's making submits to<br />
these airs, total and name as<br />
<br />
they are meant to be, among the<br />
term & sign, from some signaling<br />
<br />
cast, aloft, moving among revolutions,<br />
along the rhythm of the eye's<br />
<br />
leaving leaf among leaf, to have doubt<br />
out & told, then, ear to some<br />
<br />
telling, after this sending in of<br />
time's own sign, & grown into<br />
<br />
these areas and shapes made<br />
firm, throughout and marked<br />
<br />
this way of having, to make mark<br />
& term of the world's eases, in.<br />
<br />
48<br />
<br />
Sent throughout, to say, and mark,<br />
along the line, made among here, as.<br />
<br />
Walked, the fire line, and water, there,<br />
as space, & danced, between ways.<br />
<br />
Whistling, wired together, again, then, &<br />
made into, or even, the same, here.<br />
<br />
likened, among listening-after, the view.<br />
Sharp, line, mark to air and spoke.<br />
<br />
The day, holds. And view to permit,<br />
along and strained, between, and a<br />
<br />
cold time to it, but said, too, and made<br />
firm, term & line, around, shaded, to.<br />
<br />
The line, marked, through, air's shape,<br />
and inside, rests, to situation,<br />
<br />
there, spoke, to, along, seen, and<br />
left astir, to speak, also, to<br />
<br />
time cast, from time's line made,<br />
and then around, again, to hold.<br />
<br />
But spoke, term, claim, seen, to<br />
hear & send, then, into the fire.<br />
<br />
Leave and hold, creeping forward,<br />
signal, time and air, sent into.<br />
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Dream raises thought : line terms right,<br />
& sings throughout the same energy.<br />
<br />
Line spends & leaves & hurries on, the<br />
same thing, then, as spoke would be.<br />
<br />
And light's leaving; attribute of plenty,<br />
and turns to, to hold & sing along.<br />
<br />
Speak to heal, then, & works, trans-<br />
parent, or yielded into shape, here.<br />
<br />
To move line among, along & moving<br />
as : tense & air mark to leap, this.<br />
<br />
And the leading-in of time's own<br />
choosing, firm and whole, left<br />
<br />
along the highway, shorn & stung<br />
or named as one among densities.<br />
<br />
loop to sell, and hold, you are.<br />
Line among time, as this sending<br />
<br />
out holds over the mark & term.<br />
node or fold, all the same, filled,<br />
<br />
a space, thrown to hear, as<br />
listen, among, and gone, into.<br />
<br />
Part & claim, neither folds outer,<br />
and one term grows fitfully, love.<br />
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<br />
And continues, t he same, at distance<br />
to mark, stop, & flame, looped out.<br />
<br />
And then hold, cool, on : these flourished<br />
edges, and made certain, too, to thought.<br />
<br />
Kept, clear, and marked, away, to<br />
some generalities flowing on, held,<br />
<br />
summary & gong, doubled out, this<br />
shadow I am, to myself sent, raged:<br />
<br />
there are no others, & love's answer<br />
is plain, in similitude there is some<br />
<br />
borrowing, & hesitation, spent away,<br />
to close on the crucial line & hold,<br />
<br />
there, as this sending echoes off<br />
to resemblance, shaped by ceremony<br />
<br />
to its outer character, & made<br />
simply, too, within the name<br />
<br />
of noise, even, & slight gone<br />
through by the numbers, then,<br />
<br />
and gone, and heard what he<br />
wanted, and listened, to tell,<br />
<br />
and suspend all along, among<br />
these arrows of morning, sent.<br />
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<br />
And marks, the sun, here, twice<br />
and then, moving, along, among.<br />
<br />
Compressed. This reading, or what<br />
you are dong this morning, and<br />
<br />
some intelligence remains from<br />
sleep regained, what do you mean,<br />
<br />
signals? But fantasy empties<br />
memory, & declares dreams begin<br />
<br />
-ning, not the reverse, & claims<br />
attention as more than nouns.<br />
<br />
she leaps, I hold, that's the<br />
way, and a man jumps, too,<br />
<br />
but out, & where they meet<br />
is permanent, said, spoke, done.<br />
<br />
Leans, looped, to hold, the picture's<br />
gestures, how pleasure turns,<br />
<br />
these days, and makes our<br />
time together what it is, &<br />
<br />
simply, spent, water & stone, air<br />
and sun, tree and hill, this<br />
<br />
place : beginning, then, as some<br />
willingness comes into play, & holds.<br />
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<br />
Skims along, firm, tread, these loops<br />
filled throughout, parts in solitude,<br />
<br />
and ceremonially gathered, acts, on<br />
the line & met, to sail around, speak<br />
<br />
onto the mat, willing & scarce, words<br />
bent and welded, where they meet,<br />
<br />
not as part but conjoin to edge &<br />
surface : orange-wood, and plum meat,<br />
<br />
how the line of feeling follows close<br />
into some air of meeting, orthodox &<br />
<br />
simple, they say, critic & song and<br />
vocabulary, she dreamed me, too, and<br />
<br />
loops to know, strung along among<br />
where gold or color mean & swing<br />
<br />
to their densities, fed or wept or<br />
known along these ditches, water<br />
<br />
and tree collapse to cities, diminished<br />
in transition but yielded nonetheless.<br />
<br />
mood & song and name : you are,<br />
and met, arrow to noon, bent.<br />
<br />
And sings, too, lunch & time, where<br />
the moving is certain, direct & made.<br />
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<br />
Slips to turn, & shallows in, scrapes<br />
& holds, then lines along the way.<br />
<br />
Hears & says, this, and made through<br />
time to become being & then out.<br />
<br />
Over to tell, & tells, then goes in<br />
the long color terms to tell & says.<br />
<br />
Line along the way to come into this<br />
telling, from color, scraped, seen.<br />
<br />
And mood-move, along among a<br />
turn, termed out and color & line.<br />
<br />
Then marked, spot, scraped & slippt<br />
out, in to hold and mark to tell.<br />
<br />
And termed in to hold & light the<br />
line & color's time turned high<br />
<br />
and hold to sense, scraped in<br />
and said then, heart to sell &<br />
<br />
held to tell, easy, then, and made<br />
firm, relaxed, off, and then made.<br />
<br />
Color's line forgets, sees and marks<br />
tolls & limes, scrapes to hold, here.<br />
<br />
Limbs, leaves, holds-to, sent along,<br />
among mark & term, stop to sail.<br />
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And marks, held, spoke, on, the<br />
rung, made thorough, & hung.<br />
<br />
Continued, and blue marks made<br />
to turn into these wordings-at.<br />
<br />
And heard, to say, then, elongated<br />
to some sending, casks thrown<br />
<br />
to the woods, up along the rock<br />
capped and sung, and left,<br />
<br />
at numbers, a note, made into<br />
time by the body's heat, forest,<br />
<br />
and named, to say, then, that<br />
the ship arrived, along among<br />
<br />
thirsty doves, to make time's<br />
sending, run into, and told, at.<br />
<br />
the colors protrude, and delimit<br />
the whole with seeing, and<br />
<br />
some often term made certain<br />
to climb out, the trail and<br />
<br />
mark, termed along, to creep,<br />
his light repeated, to call.,<br />
<br />
and face, to time, his ears<br />
are clean, and furnished.<br />
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<br />
Doors. Love's bright claim revolves<br />
toward the human, uncomplex<br />
<br />
and new, where tension speaks<br />
to morning, finished, a way, looped.<br />
<br />
but made, these wings, and soar,<br />
and read the transformations out<br />
<br />
to their propriety and noise, where<br />
meaning, too revolves point to point<br />
<br />
in a drawing-forth of love's<br />
exactness & tone, mask & drum.<br />
<br />
"Effect rehearses back to cause,"*<br />
and sleeps in acts, induced by<br />
<br />
seeing the fit of claims & words, <br />
where we lie awake & see these<br />
<br />
revolutions of word & slide, slid, a<br />
mood and moved along among<br />
<br />
term to mark, vocable presence<br />
a list of states established,<br />
<br />
in their elongations, emptied out to<br />
space, kept, crept, along, among.<br />
<br />
sense dissolves from acts, & sees,<br />
too, the celebration in time's gloss.<br />
<br />
*Chris Boyd<br />
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Node. Particle. Examples of effects,<br />
rehearsals of doubt, to leap off,<br />
<br />
and hold, mark. Term. Gong and<br />
plane, astir and swum. Going ahead.<br />
<br />
and stops, to slow the line. Along here.<br />
Then, rescued or met, the name of.<br />
<br />
her eye, as one, named. Then met.<br />
but yield, to hold a small gain.<br />
<br />
interior. But plain and exampled, the<br />
way holds, too, even & simple, risked,<br />
<br />
to obtrude, pleasantly, the name, sung,<br />
and folded, around, met, willingly.<br />
<br />
some term internal, and yelled out,<br />
voice & echo, his cry, tonight, last.<br />
<br />
Unwound asleep. And then on, to the<br />
top, about nothing, this is, and spoke.<br />
<br />
The terms are made simply, & set to<br />
play out or outer. Then jumped, held.<br />
<br />
But rhythm is no trance, & spun in, to<br />
hold, among pleasure's double term,<br />
<br />
gained, again, & seen, there, to be<br />
here, sparks, or flown, opened, out.<br />
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<br />
Mark. The three, hold, to term<br />
a line in & held, there is<br />
<br />
the distinctness of motive, gained<br />
by seeing where the places grind.<br />
<br />
An inner naming of time's own<br />
song, high & thin, the clouds<br />
<br />
are. And see these times as<br />
one becoming, firm, the line<br />
<br />
is made & held, where loss is<br />
no particular density, but<br />
<br />
color. Thought beheld in time.<br />
along : the terms yield their life.<br />
<br />
among : skipped between marks<br />
the way is held & moved, here.<br />
<br />
And where we are these characters<br />
of choice, one was made, along.<br />
<br />
and seen, this love, and being so<br />
to time's own song, one time, this.<br />
<br />
and told, spoke, elongation and<br />
musk, nosed in, and heard, too,<br />
<br />
where the particles claim some<br />
density, and in, here, to be.<br />
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<br />
Mark & line. Thus. And held along,<br />
term & song, air's own naming, is.<br />
<br />
And seen, beheld, or spoke. Fire.<br />
Ice at the edges known, as time.<br />
<br />
You are. And mood-moved, through.<br />
The air holds to lean among leaves.<br />
<br />
And yielded, a sentence, or hewn,<br />
then, and known, then, as familiar.<br />
<br />
But dust claims the air, and travels<br />
outward, as figures do, to claim<br />
<br />
attention, and wing through, as, told,<br />
incoming and doubt, held, along.<br />
<br />
And wait to spin these centers<br />
willingly the same way, and known.<br />
<br />
Then skipped. Aside, outer, other,<br />
spun, term, the air, fancy, out.<br />
<br />
fling. The heavy idea. You are<br />
that. And then the colors, as.<br />
<br />
Become or gone, and be, also.<br />
The same. And a way, then.<br />
<br />
Of course, also, into, the same<br />
compression holds, one line less.<br />
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Rain & song, attribute of love's name,<br />
where night breaks along, among here:<br />
<br />
these fires. Morning's leaving for clouds,<br />
and spun among terms, this day decides.<br />
<br />
The rest. And moved between spots, this,<br />
made, out, but held and termed, a<br />
<br />
line is termed "hold" and does, a course,<br />
of time, and swept away, to ease.<br />
<br />
But clipped aside, stir. To rest inside.<br />
Then scan away, seen thing resides.<br />
<br />
To blow or color, the time's holding<br />
through to leave & hold, astir.<br />
<br />
But kept, a mark is termed away,<br />
Then long or moved, to come along.<br />
<br />
Then sleeps, tonight. Or clouds are<br />
these bubbles in the soup, clean.<br />
<br />
To fasten, attend, sun's climate of<br />
an-other or term for : leased, at.<br />
<br />
And then, or shape, held. Swimming.<br />
And out, to shift, bold, clipped.<br />
<br />
Of, often, other. These are the names.<br />
And blue yielding, named, as, in.<br />
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<br />
And passes out, this line holds, to<br />
move through the air, told, and knows<br />
<br />
the rest rests, from these names made<br />
into some sharing-forth of time, here.<br />
<br />
Rain-cloud, wind, streams, out, the<br />
water, pooled, from some terms<br />
<br />
made along, among them made, then,<br />
to these uses of our motive. Gleam.<br />
<br />
Then pass, then, and yield, the wind<br />
is met, and terms away, to shed.<br />
<br />
But you are : and met willingly.<br />
where it leaps out, drives out, there.<br />
<br />
And color, then, yielded away, blue.<br />
but desert and claim, term & gong.<br />
<br />
Then met, to usages gained throughout<br />
the same way clear of all vestiges<br />
<br />
or attributes is a word song, how<br />
the sun breaks, in, & then fades, to.<br />
<br />
And you are, then, them, as it is<br />
some beginning, even, to have begun<br />
<br />
out of blue noises wrapt or spent.<br />
And then we hold & hold, line's in.<br />
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Line to shape, score, time, sharp, is, at.<br />
moved, then. The light persists, through.<br />
<br />
Heavy terms, contained, three lines, up,<br />
there are some rows yielded to clasp.<br />
<br />
You are, there and went, hold, it<br />
shows up, looks up, begins to turn.<br />
<br />
And answers to them, as if, to<br />
see the rest coming away to a light<br />
<br />
stop to hold. But grows aside<br />
to term away the line as ease,<br />
<br />
and feeling the horn & blown in<br />
you sleep again as distinct as<br />
<br />
some mellow charges grow out<br />
and tell the mood along, term<br />
<br />
among density to score events so<br />
and so, you do not wait to see,<br />
<br />
they are, that, and seen, too,<br />
as some even clarity, even.<br />
<br />
Forgot, and said : sense or a<br />
sentence as motive to speech,<br />
<br />
closed, and then tired, to sheep<br />
away, and privately, hold.<br />
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<br />
Light's line rising, through the air, to<br />
settle into her eye, & hold, here,<br />
<br />
and make a name, twice, no error.<br />
And begin again in time, to hold on,<br />
<br />
or go below, and suck among here, as.<br />
Then told, as spoke, there, and no other,<br />
<br />
but made among these sentences, a<br />
way, set against its pressures, a<br />
<br />
century by example, made out to a<br />
shape and center, intelligence away,<br />
<br />
not to lose, but make long gestures,<br />
stride, stride, the road sings in,<br />
<br />
as some density parts, and wet<br />
pressures make these plants among<br />
<br />
seed to time, and exhaust the<br />
way willingly, to touch down at<br />
<br />
the edges & hold, one along one, as<br />
the mark, made to term, known as,<br />
<br />
then & time : ahead to push, not a<br />
mark, but held to pass, there,<br />
<br />
a note, skipped, through here,<br />
and then bent, through, at, in.<br />
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<br />
But slips aside, seen the stairway<br />
holds along, among these densities as<br />
<br />
some un-winding of fortunate pressures, &<br />
made along the way, to hold aside<br />
<br />
these airs : mark, a term occludes but<br />
rushes, attribute and song, and made<br />
<br />
away, robed, thorough, then, but masked,<br />
to remember here and sung, a part<br />
<br />
possessed : slight to firm lines & said,<br />
that some ease holds over and comes<br />
<br />
between, and overlapped, and sung.<br />
post and mark, along, and one as<br />
<br />
some color green to part slipped and<br />
then ground down or parted, waved.<br />
<br />
But slung, around, past or farm.<br />
the mood-moved as absolute, and<br />
<br />
soft, away, as alert or made away,<br />
and pushed too far, mark, spot.<br />
<br />
Hear to tell, and made away,<br />
easy posts or blue noises, there,<br />
<br />
and slipped, gained, the moon<br />
and moved, through, as, in.<br />
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<br />
Children : as : before<br />
the fires<br />
<br />
moved, to tell, as spoke & sung, words<br />
are sent along, among these densities,<br />
<br />
and worlds made, too, of them, then,<br />
and sent away to ease on down,<br />
<br />
here & this : departure and mode, after<br />
some wood or fire, or the messages,<br />
<br />
they are, and sent, hear, we are the<br />
same, and one among them, returns.<br />
<br />
But holds and easy, too, to be a<br />
simple pattern, where they wait, to<br />
<br />
see, as some density sinks outward<br />
and heard, then, around the time<br />
<br />
of it, and sung, easily, to thread<br />
the way along, and sent, into a<br />
<br />
recall, or posture, wherein, the three cans<br />
upraised, to see here and tell the<br />
<br />
song out, as relates to, and spoke,<br />
they are made so to their enemies,<br />
<br />
but turned out, blue, attribute<br />
a song, turned, re-turned, in.<br />
<br />
64.2<br />
<br />
Made certain by these fires, and<br />
pressed so, and so, by the ears bent<br />
<br />
through some registration co-mingled,<br />
thorough and distinct, animal : world.<br />
<br />
But seen. There and sung. Spot to<br />
call and line's out-sway of peals,<br />
<br />
to thirst along, a round face, &<br />
eyed in to tell, magnificent, spun,<br />
<br />
the last tenses swung aside, looped.<br />
and spell. The moon's postulates,<br />
<br />
and firm. To hear in between, as.<br />
blue noises firm, also. And peals.<br />
<br />
but looped along, among gray<br />
loops pealed, thorough, inturning, to.<br />
<br />
And skip, there, a space after<br />
"in," to make turning a turn, as.<br />
<br />
Lip to say, & spin, air's loom into<br />
the rough edge,<br />
alas, to creep.<br />
Your hand, to moon<br />
away & chop.<br />
There : list : scoop : spoon.<br />
<br />
Loom into, mood to moon skip, to tell<br />
and hold away, meant, term, as.<br />
<br />
64.3<br />
<br />
Scale to dust<br />
red : the mean,<br />
scooped<br />
around blue around : below middle.<br />
<br />
After completion : named, <br />
or<br />
rosed to tell, and made all ways.<br />
And termed thorough, or finished, to.<br />
<br />
Loop to skim : hold : love's eye.<br />
Your name, my own, and moved among.<br />
<br />
Hold : here. And spend between eyes<br />
away, held and thing, scaled.<br />
<br />
And known<br />
around the moon along : held.<br />
<br />
Then turn<br />
loop to hold, aside, silent, a pile.<br />
Known to air,<br />
and held true, in.<br />
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<br />
Finish, same term, held, as & term,<br />
the particular flying, and into, held,<br />
<br />
then, or spoke, they are light's <br />
love, as eye, or held to blue noises.<br />
<br />
You are : along, among. Gray to tell,<br />
but ascribed outer, and bent awry,<br />
<br />
or tell around, pool as known, & belongs,<br />
finish from air, mistake, and kept,<br />
<br />
at the air's own meaning, love, you <br />
are, my heart's peeling, meant.<br />
<br />
to come around, hold, onto the<br />
flat gray plain of memory, this.<br />
<br />
to fool or peal, one among many<br />
and scale to finish, claim, clipped.<br />
<br />
Along among, and swept away, or<br />
held and spoke, to cleanse & purr.<br />
<br />
Then specific, going to line, ease,<br />
this is tense, as a lop or edge<br />
<br />
and then gone the mice become<br />
a minute and claim, to spin<br />
<br />
and spoke, heard, the line, out,<br />
and coming clearing, there, as.<br />
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Light, as term, the mountain's face, or<br />
eagle calling to mate, lesser squawks,<br />
<br />
too, occasion and rejoinder, the gray<br />
one, there, & then down around the<br />
<br />
whole cap, to check it out, today,<br />
slip around tree-branch, turn aside, even,<br />
<br />
& rhythmic touch for rock face, pole<br />
down, spruce bush, birch wood & stream<br />
<br />
whips away the wind, easily, too, & yields<br />
more light throughout the air & fill fills<br />
<br />
the moving, along-among, and here,<br />
to see again, foot, trail, pole, orange.<br />
<br />
Too many nouns, more acts, thus! And so!<br />
More easily flourishes, but here we are.<br />
<br />
Some seldom rivers, & no retreat, only<br />
hesitating at-point, mark and turn, aloft.<br />
<br />
Then sinking in, close, yielded through<br />
to turn around, clasp, remove, words, they.<br />
<br />
Will he come along? & no less, the color<br />
of the walls, white, of course, yr favorite, eye.<br />
<br />
Beheld as sinking, the thirsty straps, mean<br />
and tell, thorough, aside, term, shed, also.<br />
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<br />
As-has. Stock to relief, turn & hold,<br />
hold, the spun line lights to lose,<br />
<br />
as some recurring tale, whipped toward<br />
associates : means, to term a mark : so.<br />
<br />
And name this waiting what-it-is, in<br />
the heart, belongs to simpler saying, yes.<br />
<br />
New, other. Water's close inflections, spun<br />
from sun's complexities, but honed out, as.<br />
<br />
To end with : pause & sharp, neither gain<br />
relinquishes the door, way to blue, & hold.<br />
<br />
Hold time's beginning close, relief at<br />
release rushed home, and clamor, after,<br />
<br />
her grape face, body line, the line as<br />
this airing, among-along, one out, to.<br />
<br />
To. Lips a leaf to slight crushing, pushed<br />
on to the moved surface yielded out.<br />
<br />
And tight away to fill in, detail of : in<br />
some adventuring runs around the corner.<br />
<br />
And examples suffice : this : this : often.<br />
to compress : blue noises, & favorite, can.<br />
<br />
You are : these utter other person light,<br />
skim up, light to touch, held, held.<br />
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<br />
Thirsts, seen, moved throughout the same.<br />
holds, along. We are and going,<br />
<br />
along among, & separately, as once,<br />
become, without pain or sleep, but<br />
<br />
flying to, and held, person & song,<br />
as some becoming-being, has to see.<br />
<br />
These airs & plumes : spun-sung, as<br />
out & told, some color yields to the<br />
<br />
time of it, and says, then, to go<br />
and stay, then, we are also true.<br />
<br />
We grow by such beginnings. One to<br />
say, here, this is some way, as.<br />
<br />
But goes, then, through the time of it,<br />
and sentences. Made, or things, to<br />
<br />
leave the door open, as the leaves do,<br />
blown away, from language sent<br />
<br />
to the air's new beginning, and hung<br />
about, set about, going up and moved.<br />
<br />
You are. And sent all along, the way.<br />
the same to say, this is, but hold,<br />
<br />
too slow or gone along too far,<br />
you went down & stayed, asleep.<br />
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69<br />
<br />
Magic, and saying. Going on into it, or<br />
no implied acts, known before marks.<br />
<br />
Term. The way, blue sky blue, is, or not.<br />
but behave, you are : to be so, told, spoke.<br />
<br />
is it not, then, the manner of entry, of the<br />
spoke, not wheel, but turns, along-among.<br />
<br />
Or heard. Song to tell : hear, this, is, it.<br />
the one. Two is knowing, so don't. Yes.<br />
<br />
Of course he is there, when you speak.<br />
and divided, not, up the middle, yes,<br />
<br />
two halves is, then, four, & seen, song.<br />
But stop. But. And go ahead, think.<br />
<br />
The brain hears the brain's : style : seen.<br />
You are. Among, along, blue noises, are.<br />
<br />
In "no interruption" has cause, to fold away.<br />
And scatters these messages too crumple.<br />
<br />
Donkey. And remember which it is, too.<br />
Sudden recall. To leave. Roses. Instead.<br />
<br />
But means, drum-drum, accelerated, too.<br />
Bump the rampant leaning of total, too.<br />
<br />
And heart, the door's leaves & followers<br />
nectared out, mountain of absolute scenes.<br />
<br />
70<br />
<br />
Twice, to turn. Hears, as has and says.<br />
then line to mark, hold, sway to.<br />
<br />
Terminal and turn, the specific lapse<br />
overturns, and sweeps away, as.<br />
<br />
Then : but here is and time's air<br />
to lease and hold, to leap & hear.<br />
<br />
Means. And variations in temperature,<br />
from the middle of outer layers.<br />
<br />
Ease of signifying, a language met,<br />
through some staggering of intent<br />
<br />
to these motives, loosened, termed also<br />
to their repetitions, lag, on, eased.<br />
<br />
But watched closely, jumped through<br />
the ring and along, among the firs.<br />
<br />
Some tall, seen, these shadows of<br />
of the light, then, they are, as.<br />
<br />
But schematic, the same quickness, tight<br />
to leaf, and new, begun, spoke.<br />
<br />
And continuing, too, the same, but dense,<br />
and looped around from some telling.<br />
<br />
And heard, as spoke, love's eye<br />
and term, marked throughout, here.<br />
<br />
71<br />
<br />
Known common thirst from glue often<br />
becomes another inside fastened there.<br />
<br />
Blows out, then, child from walls of<br />
lining the air's becoming firm, world.<br />
<br />
And light's fine line extended, throughout<br />
the same, onto the memory of, climbed,<br />
<br />
anterior, these claims, to act, makes<br />
firm the line, to the making drawn.<br />
<br />
Color, the name of motive, life with, or<br />
out the door, name of, motive of.<br />
<br />
live to claim, mark the time of, being.<br />
But claim term as home, then, become.<br />
<br />
There to say, here, final coming through,<br />
eats the way, objection, the way.<br />
<br />
But read slowly, either tense, has,<br />
the slow crumpling of noise within,<br />
<br />
and meets, rescue, doubt, overthrown.<br />
You are, and met, to say "doubt."<br />
<br />
His name, and love's, the same knowing,<br />
and remove to sight, some claiming.<br />
<br />
Then, remove, become, along-among, as<br />
has light to tell, fused, words are.<br />
<br />
72<br />
<br />
Passage, mark, term; thrust & hold.<br />
Days' light, and, even thorough, as.<br />
<br />
Line to line, the same, and powering<br />
out to hold, eye & gone, looped, to.<br />
<br />
Become, and, then eagle, eased onto<br />
some distinction, friend from forces.<br />
<br />
Time turns to skip, its character;<br />
you are : and although, ears as, time.<br />
<br />
And around, perhaps, pier at ocean's<br />
edge-smell, and all of it proper.<br />
<br />
These words these are these going<br />
along among, and "next to each other."<br />
<br />
But sees, picture, why not that<br />
or image, not there, yr camera<br />
<br />
has the edge, or square, glued, as<br />
the moving yields some rhythms.<br />
<br />
in upon in, and held through<br />
gray noises, coming back, the same<br />
<br />
as this, yielded to light and a<br />
motive, gone-at, pushed-to, thus.<br />
<br />
But holds, around the eyes, at<br />
his name, eye, love's here.<br />
<br />
73<br />
<br />
Air's light lines life. Between, a mark,<br />
termed along among here is a spot.<br />
<br />
and moved-mood, as-has, automatic,<br />
but bent around, held, yielded, acted<br />
<br />
on. The door, and leaf-leave to hold a<br />
line is marked, then met, or swept.<br />
<br />
Thorough, of regard, the quick airs in,<br />
and light left to & held, along the<br />
<br />
air & moving to & to, held sway from a<br />
part or chatter, lined up to sculpture a<br />
<br />
post, then up or blue, but not bent<br />
held, to sway outer the line is met<br />
<br />
again or held from some distinction of<br />
the way & made into acts one & one<br />
<br />
so some naming of parts inside and<br />
Wrapt up like moving like smiling out<br />
<br />
thorough unprofound along to reduce<br />
what is too great but become yr name<br />
<br />
is mine the same flying to elaborate<br />
the air is cleansed out from their habit<br />
<br />
and looped away the substant of the<br />
line light's air like some coming in.<br />
<br />
74<br />
<br />
Mark and claim : you are, and, too,<br />
here, to me sent, as one, mix eye.<br />
<br />
What stays & says is this becoming.<br />
Air's own meaning told throughout<br />
<br />
the same, and won, asleep, to tell<br />
his name even, to ease on down,<br />
<br />
and rest, to tell her yes, you are,<br />
and seen, some tells, to keep, one<br />
<br />
name spoke out and outer, some<br />
claims are told, along among, we<br />
<br />
have these marks made willingly<br />
in some timing, even, and light, too,<br />
<br />
to tell, there are names met, and<br />
and marking, too, from the air<br />
<br />
let to tell, spoke from some beginning,<br />
then, as we move, mood, next, as.<br />
<br />
And hold, become, astir and said, here,<br />
to some beginning, at last, the question<br />
<br />
asked, and nouns, specific, rush,<br />
to love, then, and come through.<br />
<br />
75<br />
<br />
The swing, not moved through this, as<br />
some distance homes in, & sticks, here.<br />
<br />
You are : and to me sent, but one, song,<br />
love's knowing rooted to some words,<br />
<br />
and drawn with care, yr face, and seen<br />
touched, as we draw away, & hold:<br />
<br />
there is no recollection, this, buy the felt<br />
dream, and though to draw away<br />
<br />
we are not afraid, but young, and<br />
full of ignorance. To some doubt,<br />
<br />
then, and full of some amazement,<br />
made color & thing by seeing<br />
<br />
what we know, and only knowing<br />
the rest as some forgetting, the<br />
<br />
first hot flash of registration, and<br />
then on into it, thrust like some<br />
<br />
new message, love's eye and song,<br />
where we have come across, here:<br />
<br />
and held, too, then, as we are these<br />
things we are all ways so, thus,<br />
<br />
and love's name emits us, strong,<br />
particular, fused to light, new.<br />
<br />
76<br />
<br />
And holds number & time, the same,<br />
and moves, then, to what is there,<br />
<br />
and makes this air resemble, in the<br />
light, seen, to be sure and completed.<br />
<br />
but no yielding inactive, yet turned to,<br />
and there we are, play & tune, you<br />
<br />
open to me & make your touch, ease,<br />
to see the time go by, and make<br />
<br />
some willingness subside to pleasure, as<br />
we are, made, marked, sent between<br />
<br />
ourselves, and termed so and so, as a<br />
line, met then dropped, but held,<br />
<br />
to ease on in & quickly set to stir<br />
your own, and mine to mark,<br />
<br />
a spot, and sight, practiced to the<br />
night's own moving, and set, a<br />
<br />
fine time to practice, here, but<br />
overwhelmed by it, laid by, set<br />
<br />
astir, and fortunate, the loom, blue<br />
you are, frosted, painted opened,<br />
<br />
and the rest rests, subsided, to<br />
these trees along among, this-here.<br />
<br />
76.2<br />
<br />
Line to light, time turns & terms, hold.<br />
aside, she holds, perhaps, and all<br />
<br />
that is there is no refusal but time's slow<br />
turning, of being, in phase or not, but<br />
<br />
here along among, in this throng, ripe &<br />
centered, which it is, and going on, yes,<br />
<br />
and where it is complete, the work, there<br />
is a sending out, where one is, then,<br />
<br />
unto the world, and sent by love, and<br />
heard, the heart's sinking and not<br />
<br />
absent, either, buy new, and told,<br />
where we are gathered by what<br />
<br />
we are, and held to turning by this<br />
living we speak out, spoke, uttered,<br />
<br />
out among out, and here, and told<br />
there are no others, but sung, too,<br />
<br />
love's name made permanent, you<br />
are : and to me sent, aswim, along,<br />
<br />
and one among, un-numbered, in-<br />
cluded by what you are, and here, too.<br />
<br />
Line among light, and often, wired, spooled<br />
drilled-out on loco weed, and going.<br />
<br />
77<br />
<br />
And on the line, present throughout, is<br />
here and met, open, the eye, to see.<br />
<br />
And held, firm, in between, who we<br />
are, along among the rim, & set out,<br />
<br />
from willingness regained, thoughtfully, as<br />
some relationship becomes plain, & marked,<br />
<br />
a term, light's open line, through the<br />
air, just now underway, or ordinary<br />
<br />
first appearance of thought rush to<br />
include, clean, set in, to pleasure,<br />
<br />
and set again, in smoke, even, to rise<br />
out & hold, there, calmed, then, as<br />
<br />
we glide harmlessly, really, into these<br />
corridors of act, and frame up some<br />
<br />
noises, aftersounds, glimmered in and<br />
set, the same, even, to remind<br />
<br />
you that you are : and set out here<br />
willingly, to touch again, your con-<br />
<br />
fidence, included in the mood, along<br />
among, uprised, wooden, cornering<br />
<br />
around to see the end, at last, of<br />
solitude, love's way made & set.<br />
<br />
77.2<br />
<br />
Line to air, holds t he way, and<br />
thorough, too, aligned & centered, here,<br />
<br />
all ways, so, to be the thing of life's<br />
own moving, to & to, in your open eye.<br />
<br />
and hold, we are cleared throughout<br />
to mark these ways willingly, and made<br />
<br />
thorough and new, what choices we are,<br />
at the heart made actual, outer,<br />
<br />
and in love's ease, a way to hold here,<br />
as some bending claims us to this<br />
<br />
specification and song, how you open<br />
to your self, then, & sing to me, here,<br />
<br />
and moved, along, among, to nothing<br />
oblique, but these pleasures, food,<br />
<br />
joy, air to be the eye's own name,<br />
and claimed, mine, held to & song,<br />
<br />
the error of the way is parting, and<br />
this combine and act rings out new,<br />
<br />
we are : and thrust along alone to<br />
gain the craft & mark, hard along<br />
<br />
the edges, but light, there, and<br />
driving, driving, driving, come, here.<br />
<br />
78<br />
<br />
Marks to term, hold, a time is made,<br />
to turn, & then moved throughout,<br />
<br />
line & song, to make these airs<br />
willfully, of color or shaded along<br />
<br />
among. Returns, marries, the way, to<br />
see the time between our solitudes<br />
<br />
and not as slept, between, her<br />
eyes, a spot, and there, to be<br />
<br />
these days to feed foolish times<br />
among our nouns & saying : you are.<br />
<br />
and to me sent along among, and<br />
here, to shed these lines & songs,<br />
<br />
then, relief at some edges, to lease<br />
to tell, and then willing, marked<br />
<br />
along, and heart, to stop to tell,<br />
a word is, and left alone, but<br />
<br />
made two to two, and stopped,<br />
then waded out, or left among,<br />
<br />
signed, the eagle, the seed, spot,<br />
leaped, the way, and going<br />
<br />
to term, to skip, to leaf through,<br />
what is left is there to see.<br />
<br />
79 Placid Lake<br />
<br />
And held, time and its pressures, along<br />
among, and known, thorough, new<br />
<br />
to some driving-out of the eye's pressure.<br />
new to say, here, and wait, there are<br />
<br />
no others, and spoke, to tell, here, as,<br />
and met, these lines align the ear,<br />
<br />
met, love's name & song, and made to<br />
hold, some way told along the edge &<br />
<br />
center, where you are: and then pulsed<br />
through, ease to the eye's mark & claim,<br />
<br />
where some holding-out declares the way,<br />
to be specific and held, throughout<br />
<br />
the same, then, august declares wire &<br />
mood to word touch long the heart.<br />
<br />
thus. And met. To go through & stay,<br />
but then met, asway, or spun, there.<br />
<br />
and here. To become these airs<br />
between & such declarations as<br />
<br />
meet the time, close to say, this, and<br />
then stopped, but going up, a line,<br />
<br />
or what finally proves true, to say,<br />
love, you are, and turned out, here.<br />
<br />
80<br />
<br />
Mark and line, time turns out, we<br />
are these elongations of the air,<br />
<br />
sought throughout the pair & term.<br />
Hold, no moon signals to cloud<br />
<br />
from light's being and name, fired<br />
toward the turn, like life's beginning.<br />
<br />
No line ends. Sent away, to hold here,<br />
where we gather and spell, how to<br />
<br />
hold along the term, spell & time, a<br />
leap again, the line again, small or<br />
<br />
spilled, but tight, away, loosened out<br />
from the bags & parts, loomed into<br />
<br />
the air and sounded throughout, after,<br />
left away & child, her plenty, in.<br />
<br />
Look. The car's weaving sees the past,<br />
bang & bang, upright, or told, this,<br />
<br />
and example me to send, held<br />
tight & bumped through, words as:<br />
<br />
you are, and from some time along<br />
among these bears & booms, tosst.<br />
<br />
flipped up, a bird, signal to talk,<br />
your whale, stuffed, original.<br />
<br />
80.2<br />
<br />
But slip away, the nose, in as.<br />
The light behaves its ways from<br />
<br />
some forms released, his easy talk<br />
limits risk, but descends to easily,<br />
<br />
then we clamber clamber, to shut<br />
often away to spoke a wheeled tell:<br />
<br />
you are, and the package, heaviness,<br />
worn, or hung around its particular<br />
<br />
from some loops regained, rescue, or<br />
dump, which lesson, or obtrude, gray.<br />
<br />
Bottle, then stir a lump leaped, as,<br />
and easy tricks repeat, repeat,<br />
<br />
the turning has example, the jump<br />
is none, but won or slipped, the pace<br />
<br />
tells, where you moved. Along. Among.<br />
and this hearing peals to speak.<br />
<br />
Form to follow a form is heard,<br />
and halfway, through, to skip.<br />
<br />
but time, turns, out, the name. As.<br />
And no colors from some name,<br />
<br />
a squirrel. Knots his tree, & up.<br />
You are: the rest subsides easily.<br />
<br />
80.3<br />
<br />
II<br />
<br />
Arrives, day's. There or left, between,<br />
and sum to tell, here, weigh in.<br />
<br />
From the little house, and the floor<br />
opened, there, to retrieve, fog as<br />
<br />
water's clinging ear laps-in, to<br />
hold squeaks, thus, as if continue,<br />
<br />
and do from the time sent, ear from<br />
moving turns, summer's life, cool,<br />
<br />
forms the way, after some pauses<br />
shore along piles looped between<br />
<br />
the shore from among pills slept<br />
these loaves feel also parts stop<br />
<br />
there lying framed away pole so<br />
comes down & frames long tiles<br />
<br />
to sleep awake and force loose<br />
tiles also away into creamed air<br />
<br />
the mood's form sees love's game<br />
and pleasure, joined at law, then.<br />
<br />
But sounding fine isn't all and goes<br />
to sum the whole into magic, says.<br />
<br />
You are, as if to hold but alarmed<br />
to me the me of seeing inside.<br />
<br />
80.4<br />
<br />
Or flames up frames in the sign<br />
your taste to hear, or loops<br />
<br />
to sign the chair chair, holds.<br />
Follow along, among this, is.<br />
<br />
The best line might fall away,<br />
but leaves me cold, not hungry,<br />
<br />
if to use the best removes some<br />
time among the heart's terms,<br />
<br />
none : and holds stars yours, away<br />
to time recall'd also alert, his<br />
<br />
name of misters cling shiny to grow<br />
the root footed climb shine a law,<br />
<br />
his belt & boot, or green shirt, open,<br />
and eyes went to follow, name?<br />
<br />
or, yes to send, the color climbs a<br />
mood or master, verb, used, this.<br />
<br />
and signed eagle, and children,<br />
the space remains, or yours, too,<br />
<br />
the same following, but has separate<br />
to tell love is yours, too, & yours,<br />
<br />
to send sell sink but slip surprise,<br />
leaning, a side, or a noun, leaves.<br />
<br />
80.5<br />
<br />
Monday, the planet. The : feels, to,<br />
a slip folds, complete, or heard.<br />
<br />
but once made, a way, to hear,<br />
or time's earnest measures, a<br />
<br />
vocabulary, only, revolved with<br />
knowing, but skims aside too<br />
<br />
easily; on you? Thirsty but calm,<br />
then time's cool chairs told.<br />
<br />
Object of love : space to hear, a<br />
planet's Monday along among<br />
<br />
plugged in anywhere, or cool, tonite<br />
the rest rests, or did, and<br />
<br />
sees the trail a little wet this<br />
morning, and without practice,<br />
<br />
speaks. But claim a line inside<br />
the way is yours to live away,<br />
<br />
or mine is also time where no<br />
others. Then mess it up, to fool<br />
<br />
the color blue is love's same name.<br />
you cleared my hair, from some<br />
<br />
living, of blood, kept solid framed<br />
to sing air between time's lights.<br />
<br />
9.7.74jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-52785508341233931542007-04-21T09:52:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:40:28.160-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book III|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
81<br />
<br />
Holds along the way, to speak, along<br />
among, and number seen, to yield,<br />
<br />
and thorough, to shape, and met, to<br />
some even line, and color, calculate,<br />
<br />
the moon, even, and termed away, as a<br />
destiny, spoke to these shallow ears,<br />
<br />
his wooden horse, lesson-to, from a<br />
word, flattened out, a noun, and <br />
<br />
held-to, spoke at, on the line’s air<br />
and sending-around : you are, &<br />
<br />
the air’s own name, as-if, and<br />
won, too the line’s life out, out,<br />
<br />
and then held among-along,<br />
the red air bending away,<br />
<br />
and then particular, ours, here,<br />
and set out into the air, the<br />
<br />
one naming spent out or away,<br />
<br />
and told to shim the rib spent<br />
along red tool skip a beat<br />
<br />
thorough line like light as turned<br />
and held through yield light<br />
<br />
and met mark away to slip<br />
<br />
81.2<br />
<br />
yield along through orange as met<br />
a term turned out and held, energy<br />
<br />
is a name, too, and runs away,<br />
you are : and line’s light life<br />
<br />
like, thrust a pleasure sun, as joy<br />
and long lines in and in, a<br />
<br />
rescued term, his, year, rest, a<br />
way a way, thronged altogether<br />
<br />
and harped a moon among, to the<br />
down tempers thronged are tell,<br />
<br />
skip meat mean, more neatly, on<br />
the way out or up, told, there<br />
<br />
is some song sending, or overt<br />
to move then and there as<br />
<br />
is as is, symmetry, the name<br />
of color, to turn out the line<br />
<br />
is bent away to tell ‘hold,’<br />
and rest rescue among a<br />
<br />
day and time looped to skip<br />
rushed at tell, then skip to,<br />
<br />
loom, along the sense, held, a<br />
color, maroon, perhaps yes.<br />
<br />
82 I<br />
<br />
the rest subsides, like some son, loss<br />
and blue, rising, too, to hear a<br />
<br />
name in these alignments, terminal<br />
and gong, the wind’s adventure is<br />
<br />
on the lake, really, and I’m around<br />
the corner, lateral, going along<br />
<br />
among red corners, lifted toward<br />
some specific sending, the moon’s<br />
<br />
own revolutions made into these<br />
relations, but throughout the same,<br />
<br />
though one year makes many &<br />
less calligraphy, even, measure the line,<br />
<br />
and caries clouds, suddenly, to<br />
the sun’s limit. At the verge, this<br />
<br />
is, of the lake, and of the rest.<br />
But if yr welcome, then stay<br />
<br />
and rest, it is someplace, then, &<br />
love’s name, your own, rests near<br />
<br />
-by, and held, among blue shadows,<br />
where we were, last night, then,<br />
<br />
at home. And anyplace the same,<br />
of course, you are : & to me sent.<br />
<br />
82.2 II<br />
<br />
three, says<br />
and joins along<br />
among<br />
here, also turns<br />
the orange term<br />
<br />
lines a tale, said or spoke, the same.<br />
Hold, a mark, and through, blue,<br />
<br />
the hills turn away patch to patch,<br />
yellow gives onto green & water, a<br />
<br />
seeing to wood, they are made into<br />
the same saying, here you are : and<br />
<br />
said, too, and made a way, through,<br />
these terms, carnival & song, the<br />
<br />
pads float upon the water drops<br />
down to ring itself, but made, a<br />
<br />
way to or through the heart’s say<br />
-ing here to speak, made among<br />
<br />
along, but loafed, a noodle to you,<br />
and song, among dense lines, mark<br />
<br />
among song, to say here, or here<br />
and then spoke, his boyish haircut,<br />
<br />
but playing it like a man, is his<br />
woman his? But mine is, & here.<br />
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wave upon wave, the heart’s anchor<br />
and around, gives, the line, to hold.<br />
<br />
He goes around. And thanks, thanks.<br />
Loose to hold, and freed, at last,<br />
<br />
from the residues of life, & cleaned<br />
out, to fly out, this is the sending<br />
<br />
out, my own, & what goes with me<br />
is remembered, to lie along the way<br />
<br />
among these densities, where we<br />
have held ourselves at-bay,<br />
<br />
well, then, it’s off, entirely, and<br />
<br />
along among these knowings, I<br />
am : and to you sent, set out,<br />
<br />
as I am, a voice among the<br />
feathers which have cast loose<br />
<br />
around our heads, blown out, a<br />
line from somewhere, at this same<br />
<br />
registry & song, along-among, &<br />
at love’s time cast, strewn, or<br />
<br />
forged, fired out, thrust, throng,<br />
going through, at, peaked, ridged.<br />
<br />
Spoke.<br />
<br />
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Lines. Here, among my own beginnings,<br />
and blue heat runs an edge away,<br />
<br />
where some doing intervenes at will of<br />
love, revolved, we are, vibrating, of.<br />
<br />
And in some thinking, too, the head<br />
resounding, radiating the body’s time,<br />
<br />
and foremost, the children of love,<br />
to e their own memories, and not<br />
<br />
imposed, here, a life at some other<br />
will, but shown, along, among,<br />
<br />
self. And met, love’s eye theirs<br />
from time taken out, drilled<br />
<br />
out, emptied, that is, and made<br />
certain in their own being, that<br />
<br />
they are, and loved, and made<br />
young, they are our loves and<br />
<br />
making, always to be these seeds<br />
they are, and made internal<br />
<br />
by their seeing, held along the<br />
long way along : and here, they<br />
<br />
are, and hear, to come on<br />
in, to play them to our hearts.<br />
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84.2<br />
<br />
makes the way & holds. These are<br />
the claims we make, mark & term.<br />
<br />
And spun, along among, and here,<br />
this is our way, and made, here,<br />
<br />
to say yield, along, and made to<br />
our terms, love’s name recalls,<br />
<br />
we are : and throughout the same<br />
way making us to become this top<br />
<br />
line, sentence, placed among the<br />
lines, and stopped, throughout,<br />
<br />
and marks the time, open, &<br />
set, if we are strong, then go,<br />
<br />
and where the way empties, we<br />
are; : and opened to these send<br />
<br />
-ings, marked along the way, here,<br />
to set & stroll, to be these airs<br />
<br />
pretending, for a ride, even, or<br />
less, but not afraid, ever, and<br />
<br />
made the way one sees, to line<br />
along the way, as one is set,<br />
<br />
to & to, but revolved, a row, &<br />
then stops, to lose the time, here.<br />
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Goes, the way, is here along a<br />
place or met to us as we are.<br />
<br />
Then spun, among along, they are.<br />
And to us sent, wiped clean, to<br />
<br />
have the way made plain, but<br />
turns to hold among the air,<br />
<br />
mark. And set these terms to<br />
be their songs, mood & move,<br />
<br />
to tell there are some acts and<br />
times made simple, cleared, the<br />
<br />
term holds its line, too, even &<br />
precise, and what is familiar<br />
<br />
is also known, eagle & son, seed<br />
& child, they are the moods.<br />
<br />
But skip to hold, then lines<br />
away, to move. You are, and<br />
<br />
to me sent, as some singing out,<br />
welcome, and won, the way,<br />
<br />
but going, the time, terms aloft,<br />
and hold to yield, but lease<br />
<br />
or keep, not to say, but yes &<br />
the openings are made, here.<br />
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85.2<br />
<br />
moves, to hold, time to mark, here,<br />
fluted out, or particles, ahold.<br />
<br />
line’s dusk spin, is cool shops.<br />
but spin to hear, here is the way:<br />
<br />
gone form shine, loops your eye, love.<br />
And shores : : shapes at.<br />
<br />
Leaves these pairs of shapes alone,<br />
then holds to use to, use is at.<br />
<br />
Below, to air, then love’s newness,<br />
arrives, throughout, not the same,<br />
<br />
to see his question, turned along the<br />
time, marked aside the loop, has<br />
<br />
the way met, aloof or lofty, crept<br />
the mood, along-among, the turn<br />
<br />
has the way, held at a distance,<br />
you are : and from the earth<br />
<br />
seen-sky, or looped along words,<br />
they are : and formed at juncture.<br />
<br />
Speed, or arrive. To move breath,<br />
or the way of, marks, again, is,<br />
<br />
or the long time, not so even,<br />
but arrived, surely, here, are.<br />
<br />
85.3<br />
<br />
turns to hold, & meets the mark,<br />
away through flutes or doubt,<br />
<br />
but makes the term : set, and<br />
go, throughout the same as<br />
<br />
time as this turning through, your<br />
name & song, as sent to hold, a<br />
<br />
term is set as mark & mark, the<br />
line is formed among, along, as.<br />
<br />
Then tell, to be or sing, a way,<br />
then moved, along the long way.<br />
<br />
Formed among these densities, to<br />
some registrations forced to tell,<br />
<br />
there are some distances, vocable<br />
and renewed, to hold the time,<br />
<br />
this and this, marked the term,<br />
line : you are, and lunged among<br />
<br />
the children, thrust to her eye,<br />
to say these days and clouds<br />
<br />
are even and so : lined to mark,<br />
termed to set, said & spoke, a<br />
<br />
tune a term, his voice, his own,<br />
then claimed, a way, my own.<br />
<br />
85.4<br />
<br />
turns, marks. The way, & makes a<br />
line, any place, begins to go, on.<br />
<br />
And holds & goes, full. Dense,<br />
or move. The leap to hold, here.<br />
<br />
along , among. Rest & send, to:<br />
you are, and in these terms,<br />
<br />
among, held, firm we are, term<br />
of our beginning, or being-as.<br />
<br />
Edge made, between the run<br />
and pass, held, astir or weld.<br />
<br />
Spelled. In time, to send or mark,<br />
the way : is spoke, then, & even,<br />
<br />
even so, and the same, here, as.<br />
They are they. Along, too, & sent,<br />
<br />
set, mark to term, the mood, as<br />
some airs resemble, & spoke, too.<br />
<br />
Leafed. The cool pull, aside or on<br />
has the line, mate, motor, gone.<br />
<br />
To slip, or stay on the line, leap,<br />
some stirring, the airs, & hold.<br />
<br />
Spoke. You are : along , among, the<br />
way is set, eased, to some time.<br />
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85.5<br />
<br />
Lines to term, asway, astir between<br />
the orange air resembling this<br />
<br />
term as light to detail through<br />
the line’s life along, among, a<br />
<br />
time to say love’s line among:<br />
term and mark, thus to spoke<br />
<br />
the long song tells, to leaf<br />
or going, along the palms, to<br />
<br />
ease off the pool, line to dense<br />
mood, but light lifts to see,<br />
<br />
and holds to here, as long<br />
and mood, orange again, &<br />
<br />
seen in the wood, is light<br />
to tell, a line is made, then<br />
<br />
set to hold also between<br />
but laid-to & driven out, a<br />
<br />
new time unfolds, to leave the<br />
time beside the way. To.<br />
<br />
And then speaks to tell, a<br />
mood or speech, even, &<br />
<br />
said, seen. The mark & spot,<br />
lights the post or held. Of.<br />
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moves. Holds the terms, closed, or<br />
outer, they are. And made, wave.<br />
<br />
Said around, or blue, inside these<br />
marks, along-among, and thrust<br />
<br />
to center and mate, of some destiny <br />
or words moved out to speak, a.<br />
<br />
alongside the picture, swimming, of:<br />
they are they : you are. And met.<br />
<br />
And revolving, these marks, instruct.<br />
and simple terms, “you” or “eye” &<br />
<br />
their component associations : laugh.<br />
So some equalizing : red or blue, or<br />
<br />
Donkeys crumpled on the pavement, a<br />
Syringe-intent and leaps away,<br />
<br />
The center moved from definition<br />
Toward the darkness, lights &<br />
<br />
erupts skyward to no picture<br />
but the scheme intended, a<br />
<br />
mirror & “too essayistic” holds<br />
this down, & admits, too, to<br />
<br />
lessons or triumphs. Ah, yield<br />
the day open her eyes might move.<br />
<br />
86.2<br />
<br />
marks, to move, into among and<br />
silent, colored by these sendings:<br />
<br />
between the same, as the day en<br />
-folds toward measure, cloud or<br />
<br />
cloud : also the same flat water<br />
and charged throughout, along.<br />
<br />
But see, and hold among the<br />
distances of time, we are, to<br />
<br />
our allocations of mark & term,<br />
to ease on in to these parts<br />
<br />
and pleasures, made so to the<br />
proper meaning of what we<br />
<br />
are to some seeing-out, the<br />
long line to, & to, and then<br />
<br />
here, detached, colored, formed<br />
to the exact specific of the<br />
<br />
mood, and sent, then stopt,<br />
then held throughout the<br />
<br />
same and sent around again,<br />
to hold & mark, term &<br />
<br />
gong, made to these days<br />
by our children, more & done.<br />
<br />
86.3<br />
<br />
makes the line, holds to turn, out<br />
where we are these acts & terms.<br />
<br />
The way. To see through time and<br />
be the things we are, one turning<br />
<br />
made simple to color and the moun<br />
-tain, clear, to the edge, throughout<br />
<br />
the same : among, along. Then set<br />
to mark and spin, registry & song<br />
<br />
and heard, the hard edge yields,<br />
where these acts are made, the<br />
<br />
line the same as, the same as, and<br />
moved, across, to speak, then, spoke,<br />
<br />
then, even & even so, over the night<br />
or the sun, even, spun across to<br />
<br />
say this, and then met, you are:<br />
and then over to tell, we make<br />
<br />
these airs resemble, and then hold<br />
to their sending, where we are to<br />
<br />
see & turn, mark & song, among<br />
all ways the same motive, along<br />
<br />
to the angle & song, the same<br />
word, spoke to see the air, & go.<br />
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and marks, to move, around, to turn<br />
and hold, then move, again, a<br />
<br />
line to turn & hold, along, among<br />
and holds, to turn around this.<br />
<br />
Moves throughout, fluted, overt<br />
distinct, particle & claim, at.<br />
<br />
You are, and moved throughout<br />
the same way sending these airs<br />
<br />
resemble through doubt to leap<br />
out-leap and smooth to hear.<br />
<br />
Then turns, around, turned, as.<br />
Light’s single sense, as seen.<br />
<br />
As. Elapsed, or. Blue mountains to<br />
fringe out the rest, and rests.<br />
<br />
But slip away, & in, spoke and then<br />
These lines, but held, but looped,<br />
<br />
And skips to hold, turn, rest, stop.<br />
The rough red line extends, a<br />
<br />
post, a loop, a catalog, effect &<br />
claim, turned around the line,<br />
<br />
rest. The openings are made, clear,<br />
are lighted, the sky, held, often.<br />
<br />
87.2<br />
<br />
flash, to send, hold, a place, is.<br />
Set to hold, a mark to ease<br />
<br />
the way to move the line around<br />
around. And become this term, as:<br />
<br />
you are. The moon’s mood moved,<br />
and slight, the only pears are done.<br />
<br />
And then clipped, afar, to loop the<br />
dune astir claimed intent the room,<br />
<br />
as termed to lease, forms to shim,<br />
splint or claim, one in the loom a<br />
<br />
pool doubled & letters, full to slip<br />
affirmed and pooled, to verb-in, a<br />
<br />
loose flap, spent throughout the<br />
same density of leanings, wooden.<br />
<br />
The door is made, then clipped, an<br />
Opening, full and sensible, wool.<br />
<br />
But watch this lowering, feel around,<br />
and where there are no others, to leave,<br />
<br />
they have held off, skimmed back a<br />
single motive, removed, or developed.<br />
<br />
No glue, air peals in, the trees<br />
resolve, a house, a day, and raining.<br />
<br />
87.3<br />
<br />
spins, leaps, holds. The way, is.<br />
And set, mark to term, along-among.<br />
<br />
But blue noises claim fiercely, the<br />
way is cleared, by moving, and gone.<br />
<br />
You are : the moon’s night clear, a<br />
tune, a time’s own resembling,<br />
<br />
and spun away, yielded & sun, two<br />
lines grown among, to shore through<br />
<br />
-out the same face, but known, as.<br />
Spent, wave, form, color, line, goes.<br />
<br />
Line goes spent wave, and clears,<br />
to hold around around, but known.<br />
<br />
Alert, to time’s point & term, a<br />
new line drawn out to out, here,<br />
<br />
and this, is : afar sending along,<br />
the way, or shore, spun, total.<br />
<br />
And dried also the line, to become,<br />
Thorough, interior, but clear, as<br />
<br />
These new lines ease on in, and<br />
Hold along the edge, an act.<br />
<br />
You are : you. And noon eclipses<br />
doubt, the middle, won, coursed.<br />
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lines to turn, here, dips to hold<br />
among the terms, marked along,<br />
<br />
throughout the same way taking.<br />
Then to spin, hold, below, as.<br />
<br />
Into morning, then, and even, as<br />
color as these terms admit, a<br />
<br />
loose pentangle, cantaloupe, along.<br />
Thorough to behold, morning,<br />
<br />
and is the same way sending, to<br />
some new airs trembling, astir.<br />
<br />
and looped, also, to ledges, behind.<br />
Then skims, the picture is not bent,<br />
<br />
and in front, the lines, behind,<br />
the arteries, around and then cup<br />
<br />
to lean, boom & song, the roar,<br />
and waved along the moon, he<br />
<br />
spins. Loop to hold / there, blue,<br />
and whom sent, a pool, a green<br />
<br />
deck the line, to remove, page, a<br />
full house resolves, and see, a<br />
<br />
sun, seed, to loom among the<br />
pools, and fish, fishing, finish.<br />
<br />
88.2<br />
<br />
turns to leave, these marks are set,<br />
and full, too, and even, at the<br />
<br />
air, set into time as their names<br />
are made, clean & simple, told,<br />
<br />
spoke, begun, at line & space, a<br />
moon away, and hung with a<br />
<br />
new love, filled like clouds are, at<br />
verge & tenor, at spool & clime,<br />
<br />
at word & word, east or new, a<br />
likening of remembrances, a fur<br />
<br />
--thering of eases, but spun off &<br />
held, away or done, invisible &<br />
<br />
reduced, the way has been made.<br />
He is on the moon or sentence.<br />
<br />
It is all the same, there are no<br />
others, and dream-dreamed to<br />
<br />
open out to life’s own time &<br />
held, spoke, spun out at time &<br />
<br />
line, earnest & new, you are.<br />
And out the day & children,<br />
<br />
won among one, lined out to<br />
see, shelled out, named in.<br />
<br />
88.3<br />
<br />
terms, to spin into line, held, a<br />
loop, a noodle, a partition, as.<br />
<br />
palms, to dance alert the win<br />
-dow holds to slip among, along.<br />
<br />
Then leap, color to time, a dew<br />
a mark, run throughout, then, turn.<br />
<br />
The day, a post, then moved, blue,<br />
or manner, or climates, love’s.<br />
<br />
You are : another moon decides, at<br />
the back & split, oven, of, the.<br />
<br />
Motor to spin, or term aloft, as.<br />
Then, to cover, to, cover, among,<br />
<br />
the rooms to clear, to the tunnel.<br />
But squared off, looped around,<br />
<br />
and particular economy, door, to<br />
the overt, marked with such a<br />
<br />
term. To decide passing among the<br />
doorways painted white, moved<br />
<br />
toward morning, a sound sleep,<br />
but energy, rising, from its<br />
<br />
repetition, or closed, irony of<br />
love’s being clear, here, listened.<br />
<br />
88.4<br />
<br />
loops a term at “information,” &<br />
love leaps in : thorough & profound,<br />
<br />
but aligned, these days & visions, of<br />
child, fire, dog, or cloud-wood,<br />
<br />
and all the same feeling, of some<br />
designation of things, an outlaid<br />
<br />
and familiar arranging of detail<br />
day into light, and seed=-seen, the<br />
<br />
plants drying at the wall, board to<br />
eye or green claims, to term,<br />
<br />
along, among, he read the drawing,<br />
or saw, then, what it really is.<br />
<br />
And the moon’s half-ness sings true:<br />
you are, and to me sent, dream<br />
<br />
spun or outer, but thing and song<br />
at one scale of dimension, and<br />
<br />
known, but seed-seen, & who<br />
you are, , we see together, as<br />
<br />
one turning is the same through-<br />
out, or color, even, and can<br />
<br />
speak for himself, then, and<br />
no temerity gains the act, out.<br />
<br />
88.5<br />
<br />
fires out to change in, leaps to<br />
loop around, and hold the way<br />
<br />
in to see these names as said,<br />
and held, line to line, among<br />
<br />
works, time to seal & skim off.<br />
<br />
Lived. You are. They cool in, and<br />
<br />
hold, being there to say they are,<br />
and mark these terms, hold.<br />
<br />
Pool to chase, color has they day,<br />
puffed around, then loosed,<br />
<br />
The road. Then, open; over the<br />
leaf, fall to term, wood’s wind<br />
<br />
un-winding around the sun, and<br />
cool to hear the seeing of it,<br />
<br />
named as my own shored out<br />
to tell here and this, alone<br />
<br />
among along : and then swept,<br />
a loaf, mood to square and<br />
<br />
around, looped to pool, them.<br />
We are. And shared this making<br />
<br />
of trails & time. She sleeps, &<br />
moves us on the way. Home.<br />
<br />
88.6<br />
<br />
or moves and makes. Hold, here, as.<br />
The way is set, open, to these acts.<br />
<br />
or single alone among, along, blue.<br />
And held to mark, terminal &<br />
<br />
Gong, the moon sets, too, & holds<br />
The way, clear, through its<br />
<br />
Changes, and clasped, removed, done.<br />
And the way, too, is clear, for<br />
<br />
Some beginning. Time & time, they<br />
are not so much ignorant as timid,<br />
<br />
and the flesh retreats forward,<br />
song, time, act, how we crawl<br />
<br />
forward. Archilochos, and done. A<br />
new day pushed out, to the red<br />
<br />
air resembled to the eyes of<br />
dust, picture-drawn, or out, at.<br />
<br />
And holds clear, a day would<br />
be new, too, and named, outer.<br />
<br />
To be a claim, made, at self<br />
and other, drawn to noises cast.<br />
<br />
You are, and here, to last a<br />
mark, a way, and done, formed.<br />
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<br />
cleared, a term. Swept through,<br />
this journey, and starts here,<br />
<br />
to ford the stream or swim away, a<br />
name beheld, his own airs sent.<br />
<br />
But crept a view, then claimed,<br />
along, along among, and blue.<br />
<br />
You are : which says to be, awake.<br />
And no hesitation to your own<br />
<br />
acts, make them perfect, gesture<br />
and song, where they sail around<br />
<br />
the edge, marked toward new<br />
duties, joined, fixed, and no line<br />
<br />
slips by, marked, a term, his own.<br />
What is undiminished, then, and<br />
<br />
even, the will declares, support<br />
of or often, or simply, enough of<br />
<br />
her timing to leave; alongside to<br />
term a day here and this, also<br />
<br />
new to send in, throughout, to<br />
tell, all ways here the same<br />
<br />
way sending out, her birthday<br />
and gone, the road, eye, eye.<br />
<br />
89.1<br />
<br />
holds, to term a line, in. and<br />
shore, to send, spin, sung, in.<br />
<br />
there light : to shadow held, the<br />
moon, mark, song, along the<br />
way, to and to, the firm.<br />
<br />
Is to mean these realms are, too.<br />
<br />
Lined among to yield, firmed, in.<br />
Bent between the light times.<br />
<br />
But shift, said, between, air.<br />
And along to tell, held short.<br />
<br />
Plunged between airs, the fog, to<br />
make the way clean, marked.<br />
<br />
Single is the move, and alert<br />
to the densities, as the air<br />
<br />
goes between, rushed, fervor,<br />
made between them, a spot,<br />
<br />
to hold the course, is it moon,<br />
and along around, lakewater,<br />
<br />
or poles afloat, along along,<br />
and moved, but sharped, also,<br />
<br />
line, told airs to fold, held, a<br />
moon, time tells to form out.<br />
<br />
90.3<br />
<br />
or is time’s tenor made so simple?<br />
You are, I see. And turned, mark<br />
<br />
And toll, claimed, is a day this? A<br />
Loop or single combat, slipp’t, pear.<br />
<br />
Planned to some deposit, loomed, at<br />
the kernel he glooms, but bites, too.<br />
<br />
You are, and untranslated, a rope<br />
depends; or ascent lessens grace,<br />
<br />
though the mood to move clears drums,<br />
makes them thorough, same, room.<br />
<br />
But swim or drink, it passes<br />
into seeming, declares none of,<br />
<br />
and love’s light, alone along, and<br />
sent, among. So seen all singles.<br />
<br />
Verbed, then catch, over her name.<br />
Would be that, and cool, to speak,<br />
<br />
spoke. And comes around the wall,<br />
turned out, glimpsed. And sudden,<br />
<br />
a row, room & song, at the hill,<br />
I had you down beneath me,<br />
<br />
still you fled, I came after, won,<br />
& left you there, growing, samed..<br />
<br />
91<br />
<br />
loops, spins alert, and roams up,<br />
formed along alone among, lived.<br />
<br />
The particular distances, recall,<br />
along sentences, climbing the mark<br />
<br />
and term, to spend away to go,<br />
told & spoke, then, through some<br />
<br />
time turning blue. The way is met,<br />
or open, cleaned or not, but a<br />
<br />
clear claim marked also along,<br />
then skips to heave up among, one<br />
<br />
is set to and to. But skipped &<br />
held, a line between, is enough.<br />
<br />
And known, specific love’s eye<br />
and tone, the songs are open<br />
<br />
and below strung shine, to pop<br />
clear and hold to move among<br />
<br />
and loop clear to line at tone<br />
or time love’s bearing-out, as.<br />
<br />
And learns to light along looms,<br />
carried, ease to tell, and to<br />
<br />
it, you are : and more to say.<br />
Rest the line, hold, a mark.<br />
<br />
91.2<br />
<br />
skips, even, to turn, and across<br />
the way, moves in to tell,<br />
<br />
here, and this, we are, and<br />
made these days sung to see,<br />
<br />
also the same way saying to<br />
come to see, splint and shine,<br />
<br />
clasp and glue, moved through<br />
the way to come onto the mark<br />
<br />
and time, clean & spun, but<br />
crowing, simple, become and<br />
<br />
made, the image or its shallow<br />
faces, and climate across, won<br />
<br />
or outer and made into what<br />
we clash out hash in to<br />
<br />
some stuttering of distinction,<br />
and made again, distinct,<br />
<br />
these blue moves, mode &<br />
claim, mark & term, alone,<br />
<br />
along, among, then wrapt<br />
or spilled, energy’s name,<br />
<br />
to hold in & stick, crept, out,<br />
the day, labored, won, of.<br />
<br />
92<br />
<br />
made, this day, sun of light’s shine<br />
and moved around the sky, up<br />
<br />
the air’s open and formed alive<br />
to see some point & line out of<br />
<br />
or over the mark, lined outer from<br />
light’s beginning, here and made<br />
<br />
firm : you are these moves &<br />
times, to see the line, mark<br />
<br />
and term, through the air<br />
settling out from the place<br />
<br />
and name of love’s beginning,<br />
thing to thing, and here, to<br />
<br />
seem along among, alone, a<br />
way is set upon the course,<br />
<br />
to hold, a piece, & spoke, of<br />
light’s flesh, made to hold<br />
<br />
and spoke, blue to seem, and<br />
here among here, from the way,<br />
<br />
begun, & moved, a part & song,<br />
from the eases, open, and<br />
<br />
then termed, here & form, a<br />
way, a long way out, & hold.<br />
<br />
92.2<br />
<br />
and marks, the way, line, turn &<br />
turn, along the long way along,<br />
<br />
and out, there, and looped among<br />
these rows & times, spaced out,<br />
<br />
then, to loop to sell, hard among<br />
the edges of time, spired, vaulted<br />
<br />
to some particular : bent around<br />
the ears, his head’s bent away:<br />
<br />
played away, to origins, yr own<br />
in the layers of yr sign; it<br />
<br />
carries the way clear to its turn<br />
-ing, loop to loop, but out & out.<br />
<br />
If yr way is yr own, it bears<br />
No comment, then, but is seen,<br />
<br />
& not no teaching, but exampled<br />
energy, harrumph, loop-loop, the<br />
<br />
image is fallen, & left geometry:<br />
ballast & sign, tactics of move-<br />
<br />
ment, or here to here, & love’s name<br />
singing : you are. Rest. Arrive,<br />
<br />
and find yr name yr own. Out-<br />
leaped and final. Flash & climb.<br />
<br />
93<br />
<br />
seen, then, throughout the same way<br />
out to shapes final newness, and<br />
<br />
not remembered, blue noses to the<br />
right, and interrupted in its coming,<br />
<br />
to push nowhere push’t, altogether<br />
arrived at the sand or sea-edge,<br />
<br />
eagle’d over the moon’s own rising,<br />
and covered over with light, leafed<br />
<br />
along the way, along, among : you<br />
are, and hard along the edge, a<br />
<br />
feather or loop, the same world holds,<br />
spoke, or left alone, telephone.<br />
<br />
Grasped, nodule, general of : right.<br />
Moment’s gain, or energy out,<br />
<br />
is the matter, of no lag sea to<br />
scene, the same denomination, at.<br />
<br />
Body’d eye, or fleshed act, no<br />
simple harmony, but words &<br />
<br />
some designation of means, push to<br />
push her on to birth, holding,<br />
<br />
spoke, to the new place come, a<br />
cone, line, answering tide, tide, &<br />
<br />
93.2<br />
<br />
Moves, marks. Mood to term, exact.<br />
The day, opens over run still,<br />
<br />
and cleans, to hold, or spoke, sum<br />
and claim, along this specific<br />
<br />
air & leap, the nose noises out,<br />
and stop : you are, to see &<br />
<br />
tell, these eases not new left to<br />
saying east or met, a blue<br />
<br />
water or passengers are moved<br />
left and left, to tell out or to:<br />
<br />
lined among rows of saying, &<br />
watched, or looped, but rest<br />
<br />
rest the long time, and know<br />
her eye sings, dances, time &<br />
<br />
life’s lingering light, moves to<br />
tell, or holds : the list. Any-<br />
<br />
way at all yours same own name<br />
pulsed or striven, loam & song:<br />
<br />
the rest sounds. And rests away,<br />
to the eastern moon, & nothing<br />
<br />
persists. Ripe, noon, grown &<br />
told, another loop, to persist.<br />
<br />
94<br />
<br />
actual, to occur, along a term,<br />
height to term over and through,<br />
<br />
spaced, to color light even & cool<br />
from distance marked even &<br />
<br />
seen, to here : you are, and moved<br />
the same way into seeming, at.<br />
<br />
Over to time, or inner lines, there<br />
the mark and term, looped,<br />
<br />
often or particular, landed, the<br />
night, of the way to here, her<br />
<br />
eyes & lines moved to hold, a<br />
word, spoke or critical, his<br />
<br />
eyes & lines removed around<br />
the way to hear, inside the<br />
<br />
rhythms and delined, opened<br />
love’s name recalls, and moves<br />
<br />
her time throughout, energy,<br />
or lost, but then gone, the<br />
<br />
night moves away, day, sun,<br />
color’s time again & holds,<br />
<br />
spoke, sent or parsed : the<br />
boom & line, continuing.<br />
<br />
94.2<br />
<br />
clear enough, and termed, the<br />
way is moved, among turnings.<br />
<br />
Remove to clasp, turn & hold, a<br />
loop, part & claim, you are mark<br />
<br />
& song, the mood of time’s own song,<br />
but heard, and over, spoke or won,<br />
<br />
but the same way always so, to<br />
speak to see, and sailing among<br />
<br />
these densities of act & term, the<br />
time yields away to tell the moon’s<br />
<br />
own being, the days are marked out,<br />
sailed out, seen, thorough, aligned,<br />
<br />
another mark subsides, and tired,<br />
the ceremonies are observed, & followed,<br />
<br />
to the limit and continue, verb to<br />
speech, or chose, the line : alone.<br />
<br />
And met, held, termed, outer, the<br />
climate & tone, or opened out from<br />
<br />
the craft, here, other, one, the night,<br />
from sleep, around, or backwards<br />
<br />
to thrust, or push : home, song<br />
person : and holds away, lights.<br />
<br />
95<br />
<br />
clue to ear, remove, sung through<br />
hear the waved mood spot among.<br />
<br />
You are, along-along, but made to<br />
others the thing you are. The rope.<br />
<br />
Light, away from the causes, to loose or<br />
hope the time turns out, left, ease.<br />
<br />
And joined, the time of, here to see<br />
And lease, or make time’s borrowing<br />
<br />
to these patterns, bay & home, or the<br />
tree from, water from, and air’s<br />
<br />
beginning to single words; rope’s<br />
mark, knot & line, they are they,<br />
<br />
and stretched, mood to move, a blue<br />
time looms out, noise to send, color,<br />
<br />
and heave throughout the same way<br />
sending : align, term & mark, doubled<br />
<br />
from word to tune, and sent among<br />
to hear, but splint, tong, gleam,<br />
<br />
and how they part away, roof<br />
to loop, & sent, to live here, a<br />
<br />
world begins & acts, there & sent, a<br />
tune, a mood, loafed, starred, on.<br />
<br />
95.2<br />
<br />
lights away as to tell also the<br />
same, to move, and hear the<br />
<br />
time slip through, mark the line a<br />
long time went away, some ease<br />
<br />
to tell heavy, air as sends, to be<br />
these names also to the mark<br />
<br />
as to tell, went all along, and<br />
swept the term, from to time<br />
<br />
leaped from time’s single act of<br />
the mood, alone, along, among:<br />
<br />
you are, the rest rests. All the<br />
morning handles to some term,<br />
<br />
shine to go, the gong is rest as<br />
to tell, went, among, the open<br />
<br />
terminal sheds the way, to tell.<br />
Then, the mark to slip away<br />
<br />
From these lights, mark & term,<br />
then rest, to some distances,<br />
<br />
then, and made, then, of overt<br />
catches, moon & box, rail &<br />
<br />
song, the lady drops, a love<br />
lights, yr woman makes it out.<br />
<br />
96<br />
<br />
The way is clear. The wild bird<br />
sets, to stir & skim, wet to tell,<br />
<br />
and made among the air’s mood,<br />
you are, & time turns, to & to, as:<br />
<br />
then among, or voice to voice, spoke<br />
like some resembling, the way.<br />
<br />
And then stopt, assert, mark &<br />
claim, the flesh, has the time<br />
<br />
or tone told woolenly, catch.<br />
Then turn to move, mark to<br />
<br />
tell, the serving of plates, as,<br />
danced-out, held thorough and<br />
<br />
particular, from some sending to<br />
mark the way told, and stood<br />
<br />
of, fool, and doubled around, too,<br />
with a shadow falling around, to<br />
<br />
rest, rests-out, then splint & climb<br />
that’s the sound, sent around,<br />
<br />
from fits smoothed along the road<br />
to melt, murk, mark, his name<br />
<br />
went, lights home here some<br />
cool room and termed, full, told.<br />
<br />
96.2<br />
<br />
Marks. Turns the way is made.<br />
But we are, and sung along<br />
<br />
the way is made to us, to see,<br />
as some term has richness, to<br />
<br />
tell along and sent, or here,<br />
then told, to leave these days<br />
<br />
but holds to tell, skip, say.<br />
And line among term told, as<br />
<br />
the day ensures some saying,<br />
and lines along the way, to<br />
<br />
become the term & mark, I am,<br />
and set against the line, one<br />
<br />
and one, lived along the term,<br />
told, spoke among, the moon<br />
<br />
and told, here. But stay, &<br />
love my love, you are, all<br />
<br />
along, among these terms, and<br />
sent, to tell, spoke, heard,<br />
<br />
the moon and set, sent, to<br />
share, term & line, move, to<br />
<br />
tell, hear & sing, air, mark<br />
set, spell & move, today, today.<br />
<br />
96.3<br />
<br />
Leaves, holds, turn to turn, &<br />
here, all ways these same<br />
<br />
times; angle or sign, and then<br />
leapt. A zoo. To many to<br />
<br />
hold. You are : along the way,<br />
held, here, to some beginning<br />
<br />
of the way. Marks to term,<br />
her eye opened from the<br />
<br />
clue or angle, penetrated, or<br />
loop, a leap, a line, and<br />
<br />
spent, also left from form<br />
moved around, around, alone.<br />
<br />
But among the present, a<br />
line, dismissed, to hear, the<br />
<br />
turning, even and renewed, a<br />
gain, but then moved, or<br />
<br />
skipt, fool to shim, pool-<br />
out, the motives are pulled.<br />
<br />
Hear, them, simpler & sent.<br />
But you are, too, like that.<br />
<br />
And love’s new eyes remind,<br />
carried out, a claim or turn<br />
<br />
97<br />
<br />
Term, he shaves, or beaches.<br />
And what is local, even to<br />
<br />
their densities, would be no line<br />
no other, to wave, or fed.<br />
<br />
You, too, are somewhat overt,<br />
where the imagined and its<br />
<br />
complement vary. Outer to tell,<br />
space moved, a line, an object,<br />
<br />
catch & turn, or some line moved.<br />
Spell to send, a motor home.<br />
<br />
Somewhere, new, the same as.<br />
Marked, term to loss, firm.<br />
<br />
Then local or beneath or tree.<br />
Word-spoke, a monster’s<br />
<br />
ears grown and let, formal &<br />
termed, but new another<br />
<br />
day makes or spells, a line,<br />
touch to ease, you name an<br />
<br />
edge, or marked, a movie is,<br />
heeling in, sparkling, novice.<br />
<br />
The rest continues steady<br />
And your face remains the same<br />
<br />
97.2<br />
<br />
main & sail, and into the rest<br />
simply colored, or complete.<br />
<br />
Marked along here, to another<br />
Simple single sentence, said.<br />
<br />
Loop to sign, then mark to<br />
Move, alone along among.<br />
<br />
And not very interesting : a<br />
sentence. You are : and a<br />
<br />
long arrow away between the<br />
stocks around, boxed open<br />
<br />
and sent to here, all ways<br />
made into split term & set.<br />
<br />
Post. And hard edged, to<br />
here and a color down.<br />
<br />
Red or set, box among its<br />
shade cleared toward a<br />
<br />
morning angle, of white or<br />
lighted, and begun, with<br />
<br />
care, at start & heat, a<br />
simple clarity, decided out<br />
<br />
and clamped, or opened, a<br />
leg out, and then hold.<br />
<br />
98<br />
<br />
Day or move. The time. Answered<br />
from some ascendance. Blue, and<br />
<br />
natural, thorough but familiar,<br />
this matter and term, faint<br />
<br />
as the evening, happy to respond,<br />
and afterwards, some heat, to<br />
<br />
clear it up, or in : you are, and<br />
from this needling or other, the<br />
<br />
clasps are foreign, smoothed, de<br />
-liberate. Cars are answered<br />
<br />
out; the Bruno named by them<br />
was no peeling formula of acts.<br />
<br />
The way was long along, and<br />
Small terms carry total, aside.<br />
<br />
Blow the rest, but hold, the new<br />
idea is careful, here we are,<br />
<br />
and left alone, a room, or<br />
two, perhaps to share, the time<br />
<br />
is no other meaning but trembled<br />
from some recall of lapses, and<br />
<br />
set or sent, among, then, and<br />
reminded of the rest, clear.<br />
<br />
98.2<br />
<br />
the line, or turn, manifest to<br />
these particles, claimed toward<br />
<br />
the time of the line, throughout<br />
around to hold through the<br />
<br />
pool & claim. Mark. The turn<br />
holds, along the way, and said.<br />
<br />
Then pool to shed, or clasp,<br />
at, juncture, limed, & formed.<br />
<br />
Fish to send. But loose, then<br />
split, sharp, clue or flap.<br />
<br />
Leaped or whispered, clean to<br />
sharp, then split around,<br />
<br />
again the same and moved up<br />
along the way, among among:<br />
<br />
you are, and turned, throughout<br />
the line and stopt, word, are.<br />
<br />
But tense too, and spent, a<br />
move along love’s mood & time,<br />
<br />
and seem the spot, eye, eye,<br />
and then held alone, you<br />
<br />
made the heart & sing, here,<br />
blue & moved, word, arrived.<br />
<br />
99<br />
<br />
shine to mark, a way along, to<br />
hold and spoke, affirmed.<br />
<br />
Then, turned, you are, align & <br />
spin, sent throughout the time.<br />
<br />
Shoot, curl, loop, mood to<br />
tune, or spent, moved along.<br />
<br />
Held away, and, drawn in,<br />
sell or tomb, rescue candle,<br />
<br />
ally, eye to eye, and hears.<br />
or hold. The marriage, lesson.<br />
<br />
And love’s name begins, tear.<br />
The way or sung, turned.<br />
<br />
The ropes are lines, spun<br />
and roof, doubled, hurry.<br />
<br />
Loop and song and arrow.<br />
The temple, remembered, then.<br />
<br />
Or held. Mark & line, along,<br />
among, the way is new,<br />
<br />
clued by time, marked to turn,<br />
skipped or timed, between<br />
<br />
the day and history, but thinks,<br />
then goes, red to tell, yes, eye.<br />
<br />
99.2<br />
<br />
Leafed, away, am. There &<br />
sent, set, one at one, the<br />
<br />
rest subsides, and turned out,<br />
then, the rest, rests, goes on.<br />
<br />
But held away, and set-to,<br />
the time of the heart’s render<br />
<br />
-ing; mood move timed out set,<br />
the moon. And well upon the<br />
<br />
sea : mark & term, among, among.<br />
And held throughout the same,<br />
<br />
black and blue, his hair array &<br />
turned, along, alone, among :<br />
<br />
love’s duties remind, rewind to<br />
<br />
skip and turn, and looped, also<br />
<br />
there and set, nosed up, her<br />
hair also in the way, or open.<br />
<br />
Time to touch, again, and moved<br />
along the side, sighted, the line<br />
<br />
which moon, and sung, the time<br />
is also right, or right : eye.<br />
<br />
You are, and set, love’s name.<br />
<br />
100<br />
<br />
we are, the same, night surrounds<br />
and claims to tell, hold, hold,<br />
<br />
and carries us along the way, to<br />
charge & song, out-lasting us, even<br />
<br />
and profound, noise to song, water<br />
and water, besides the small, &<br />
<br />
line along among the way, this to<br />
line and spend away to hold,<br />
<br />
mood. Mark. Hold the line to<br />
some distinctness, split or term.<br />
<br />
And then, holds to some distance,<br />
from light’s away these parks<br />
<br />
of stone & clouds are wrapt to<br />
their distance along the time of<br />
<br />
or spilt throughout, line & term,<br />
but loops away, food, the<br />
<br />
line, holds, again we are, & come<br />
around, night’s way again, to<br />
<br />
be complete, or held, or meant,<br />
then, to settle down, to spoke<br />
<br />
the charge, or wheeled systems,<br />
around, and water, we are, as.<br />
<br />
100.2<br />
<br />
And spill, or finish, these hours, of.<br />
The moon’s sail of clamor, ends.<br />
<br />
But light fills the span. Hold, sway.<br />
The pears are filled, also, ran, to.<br />
<br />
And love’s clear name has your<br />
time, too, and even it is, spun out<br />
<br />
from every claim & term, and<br />
the rule, alone-along-among, it<br />
<br />
evaporates, steamily, ocean edge of<br />
waved sound and stems to the<br />
<br />
term & sound, approached, heard,<br />
spoke. Gong. Flash & recall,<br />
<br />
eagle’s tunes are solid, new,<br />
result of outwon time reversed,<br />
<br />
& the whole color, blue & blue,<br />
they meet through the air<br />
<br />
& hold away, light’s time out :<br />
you are, and said again<br />
<br />
the same, and one in one the<br />
rest, all ways, resting aside &<br />
<br />
firm, or joyous, solid, throughout<br />
my name, eye to eye & gone.<br />
<br />
100.3<br />
<br />
The line ends & holds, throughout and<br />
simple, these excursions of time.<br />
<br />
And dove, then, to the time & sent,<br />
but held and new, waited, turned.<br />
<br />
The day is started, home & term, a<br />
Day is new and met. But time.<br />
<br />
And the mood, you are, stopt, a<br />
long way and gone, we have.<br />
<br />
Along among, and rolling, the waves<br />
Have come onto the wall, held &<br />
<br />
skipt, but new or mooned, a<br />
red a door, but goes, to<br />
<br />
her eye, lip. The force of love’s<br />
timing does not go unnoticed.<br />
<br />
Push the heart through. This<br />
sameness is its color & name.<br />
<br />
But move a short lapse of days,<br />
skimmed among the weeds, a<br />
<br />
craft or sailing of ships and<br />
then the moon, clipped to<br />
<br />
the tail, yr face, ship-in, the<br />
door is opened, sailed, toucht.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-28879849469672400242007-04-21T09:50:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:40:40.490-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book IV|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
<br />
101 (10:16:74)<br />
<br />
Day to : air or edged<br />
<br />
Along to spear, some<br />
lighted<br />
time line<br />
then to leave<br />
edge-wood, rose-wood<br />
lines are<br />
cool the smooth<br />
and ocean to<br />
some pile or term<br />
and rock on up<br />
<br />
Loaded between airs or moved<br />
through churns<br />
often locked aside<br />
<br />
then thrust to turn<br />
light’s open<br />
sided claim,<br />
and aired simple<br />
out as turfed<br />
the term is made,<br />
air at and gone to ships, oar,<br />
tune & sign<br />
the guide, perhaps, his<br />
<br />
house & term, align, spool,<br />
fortresses of time, spaced out<br />
aloft, but crept, beside<br />
<br />
and known, all along the air<br />
or sideways, skipped the root<br />
& cave, her dampened edge<br />
<br />
firm as flesh & upright “that.”<br />
but comes between, the air<br />
<br />
102<br />
<br />
sun : from, water’d yielded flown,<br />
to hear the limn & spoor, flour.<br />
<br />
Or fled<br />
to shear, film and scan, to<br />
the earth and hammer, tones<br />
to set, or shear terms leaped.<br />
<br />
Designates. The room or leaf<br />
: opposed pairs resolve<br />
the way, her stomach, and air.<br />
<br />
Or out, and told, the loom’s spin,<br />
thorough tonight, held to term, as,<br />
<br />
the light has spun on through my heart<br />
and troubled sentences to the time<br />
<br />
and leaped throughout to hear, also:<br />
the room is offers.<br />
Looped among harps<br />
to sell or yield her name,<br />
blood’s, eye.<br />
and cried, intern, spoof,<br />
tone of, deed<br />
and pool,<br />
thrown<br />
cool to film, hear,<br />
the foam subsided out and stair.<br />
<br />
To ease or wrapt often the foal and<br />
skin, flipped focal toads.<br />
<br />
You are the way : to shores cast<br />
east. No more visits,<br />
settled in to this obscurity.<br />
The sameness of events<br />
continue<br />
<br />
103<br />
<br />
From familiar wraps, toward senses, sent,<br />
thorough toward,<br />
lines out along the air,<br />
and are among terms set to tell.<br />
<br />
Formal, oceanic moans among time to tell, as.<br />
between the air, wrapt, the moon, hears,<br />
<br />
the light’s eye sum toward arms from to dream:<br />
the car which was offered from<br />
<br />
friend leaves, helps, her<br />
gunshots were eased out, bicycle, 70 miles<br />
<br />
but covered the path was made away and<br />
said, “go” and alone, but to the place, only<br />
<br />
the third remembering was kept, as strength<br />
or force<br />
wired upright, iron-rust, spooled-out.<br />
The horse might gallop<br />
and specific sung to tell ear,<br />
or set against set, to thrust through.<br />
<br />
detail or recall. Horse, hold, and a<br />
dream to shoot & see along the way,<br />
<br />
how you are to see or tell, fold,<br />
and color, to designate<br />
The room is white with black stripes,<br />
to hear to:<br />
spin & hold, orange is mark &<br />
motive, from the moon’s awkwardness, even,<br />
and met-moved.<br />
His coffee, spilled, but kindness crept to<br />
help him, friend, along. Home.<br />
<br />
Wear or fold, to move & name. Line.<br />
<br />
104<br />
<br />
punned, the mote. Hears to say, aloof, particles<br />
clustered at the left, see!! Or is it noon?<br />
<br />
Purple, as love’s name surprises, to hear yr name<br />
again, where the street moves between the years<br />
<br />
and holds, then, to some single lightning, around<br />
the line, from where you are, speech upon speech.<br />
<br />
The air : or going : name : another density<br />
yields term and plume, forts are gone.<br />
<br />
Climate of the airs, song of days & works<br />
unwound, loom of her fragile clustering, the<br />
<br />
wreck & pool of ease swept emptily through<br />
dawn’s eye, and easy, easy, lay her down.<br />
<br />
Then stoop, yourself, into your dreaming. &<br />
rescue some simplicity from saying, yes.<br />
<br />
Blue to rise arise color & time. Spot. The<br />
rough terminal subsides. Celebration, &<br />
<br />
on. Loaf a blue root poorly, but rest<br />
inside yr saying, yes, it is, & sung.<br />
<br />
Below. Hold, the openings in the moon<br />
are too few, and file out woodenly,<br />
<br />
held in place by yr eyes, foolishly befit,<br />
flung outward, the figure of grace,<br />
<br />
crosswise : he slips woodenly aside, and<br />
holds to the knots along the rope, among<br />
<br />
sentences cast adrift, or worded-out,<br />
drilled out on loco weed, and going.<br />
<br />
105<br />
<br />
wrote today. Eased the loop & saw it come<br />
around, to meet in the winter, musked &<br />
<br />
sent, the air’s own weaving loud a-loud & met,<br />
to send the others away, at last, & yield.<br />
<br />
So much for resting. Inside the day, to hold,<br />
there are some turns turned to see, yet.<br />
<br />
Fold alongside, or wept, but made throughout<br />
into this term & sentence, you are, & moved.<br />
<br />
Spins, waits, or wheeled to smooth places and<br />
sent, along, formed. Or would you say, moon<br />
<br />
among wrenches to spend away color to hold<br />
sign beside wave or toss’t throughout, to<br />
<br />
be the time of seeing, yourself, and stop, there,<br />
the roof and time, mode & play of these<br />
<br />
acres or tongs, gleamed along, in all ways<br />
new, or told, then wrapt, aside, spoke.<br />
<br />
Or held. The day decides & looms among<br />
new sentences, he roams along to say<br />
<br />
here, or stop, then pinched, blown out,<br />
surrounded them claimed, center & tune,<br />
<br />
a quiet voice remembers, to hold fatefully<br />
where no diagram bends in to yield, then<br />
<br />
see, there, where color rests into movement, <br />
you paid, close & final, & into dreaming<br />
<br />
left, pushed, roped, out to the scene<br />
and loop, opened & eyed, a clear poem.<br />
<br />
106<br />
<br />
Play to hold the mark, and spins throughout<br />
along the line, held, sway to leap & stop.<br />
<br />
But leaps along, and firm, the light: stoop.<br />
<br />
Frost : alongside leans<br />
then turns to foam oceanic<br />
the day color from loose<br />
Tides of speaking-out, & lessens<br />
or crawls to stay formed<br />
a road, ticking off and roasts, flown<br />
aside the shore of faces cast to see, the<br />
moon is halved or stopped<br />
then term to color a shelf of crumbs,<br />
the roof-cast, upward and moved.<br />
<br />
Loop as crawl. The openings of noon<br />
are met at lunch and croak, creep.<br />
<br />
Erect, a walk away, & heard, hard<br />
<br />
the rope bending alongside to stir<br />
<br />
then cool or ponds to scrape aside<br />
and flow toward reasons skimmed<br />
<br />
the tide or soap to cool up the light<br />
is made then met her eye to fool<br />
<br />
around inside the air of saying<br />
<br />
there to hold : ice & clouds<br />
the moon descends to speech, you<br />
are: throated or spoke,<br />
partitioned to loop<br />
and blue to scene<br />
then ponds, mark stop<br />
peel<br />
<br />
107<br />
<br />
formed : ally & song, sung to here,<br />
these moods performed to tell,<br />
<br />
then held among : spoke, rung to<br />
sea-scene or spun along to hold.<br />
<br />
Locked aside, turn to, hold to, leap leaf.<br />
There to say only<br />
black, or move<br />
line the hold along<br />
<br />
one, the line, told to shore, self & shape<br />
along the line & wet, pare to skin, &<br />
<br />
leads the way, or follow. Lark, mate<br />
a green hat sways to weed. Nailed:<br />
<br />
turn, three reds going, or followed, heap<br />
of, link of, the air’s removal, paced<br />
<br />
out among time’s voices, aloft the poem,<br />
skimmed toward movies seen again.<br />
<br />
Your face turned or head down, eye.<br />
scooped roof claim<br />
skipped aside chrome bulls foam<br />
<br />
their elbows cracked, sea score & tone.<br />
<br />
Her hips will or flee, the openings,<br />
to slow churning crept, tongue of.<br />
<br />
Hair-skipped, woven often through out, mark<br />
of air’s original moving, loom<br />
<br />
blue behaviors claim & snatch, from the<br />
tone arrived, but woolen, screamed, a<br />
growing, of love’s name, between, as.<br />
<br />
108<br />
<br />
fords along streamed through to spar,<br />
or flips time away to start, recall.<br />
<br />
Or list to scene along a term, overt,<br />
as held between shrunken opposed,<br />
<br />
folded aside at spun scents between,<br />
or eye, spot, love to hold & sing,<br />
<br />
your floats & grasses where to send<br />
the day’s decisions out and out, then.<br />
<br />
here arrived, and spun<br />
where to fold<br />
flow At-spin along<br />
seals line. Roams<br />
<br />
life’s long airs to head in & spot,<br />
or thrust beside the ear, home.<br />
<br />
Boom to crack or spill, there, entity<br />
of foam resided at New York,<br />
<br />
thus : loam at fold, or calculus, to<br />
reign away, four, song to tell.<br />
<br />
Rift, claw, rope and center, going<br />
to hold, roof, loop, the day enjoins<br />
<br />
to look after or penetrate, clasped,<br />
the energies of passage, and his<br />
<br />
fragile sensations roped throughout<br />
to sell or blow the loop of parts,<br />
<br />
there : rose or peal, the orange is<br />
wept out and fooled, another<br />
is benign, rotating and dark, it.<br />
<br />
109<br />
<br />
entire, or young. These floats toward <br />
noon after turning leaves & foams.<br />
<br />
But nouns & dense lessons are<br />
not red, particular & nomenclature,<br />
<br />
thrust, tomorrow wandering<br />
looped to the resting<br />
heard<br />
and roped tightly often<br />
the saddle<br />
heard his eye<br />
<br />
<br />
and grown tall, toward the moon<br />
shot & sent, elapsed, sent<br />
<br />
sentenced, then, a word faces<br />
out to hearing from the woods.<br />
<br />
You are: the sun’s own clamps<br />
as the remainder weakens<br />
<br />
fitful & sincere, her car goes<br />
to still the heart, & firm.<br />
<br />
Do nothing. Another rope descends,<br />
and where light comes-to,<br />
<br />
rests-in, the door is left ajar,<br />
and seen asides, hoped, at.<br />
<br />
But peacefully, turned, look!<br />
aside these remains are<br />
<br />
wet, storm of the heart’s names,<br />
and understood<br />
<br />
roof to roof, birds<br />
<br />
<br />
110<br />
<br />
pace unwinds out, formed also along air.<br />
But sea cleaned and turmoil, list<br />
<br />
of indigent reserves, reservations along<br />
all. Marking<br />
throughout<br />
<br />
parked away out is sent here<br />
here sent is out away parked<br />
<br />
simple & set the rose door open at<br />
yr eye is smooth-cut & down, lie<br />
<br />
to shore-line, spun to shape, red<br />
as if and moon, are the loped moves.<br />
<br />
Your sings and brushed hair surfaces.<br />
Bush and slip into meaning, spend<br />
<br />
overt calculus of hedgerows : looked back<br />
but sometimes unwound out as pool<br />
<br />
and shade hear color, prepared of<br />
sentences settled loaf or grains<br />
<br />
is not associated but hear & skips<br />
to sand to the line red out as<br />
<br />
green stalks cool onto the desert<br />
living down along and marked.<br />
<br />
Wash them. or stream & root, a<br />
page away to photograph no<br />
<br />
new idea and seeming attention<br />
where the marks resolve at<br />
<br />
stand & pool, grow, or nursed.<br />
<br />
111<br />
<br />
long, termed or mark, held to form<br />
the time, or spent away, held, thus.<br />
<br />
Fold red the long term moves, or wet.<br />
But up, at float & song to heave<br />
<br />
or swoop, then lift & solve, the way<br />
of manners, schemed out or told, as<br />
<br />
the way of words, met or folded, out<br />
from these beginnings at the eases<br />
<br />
of, lines of, fruit or color, his address.<br />
<br />
You are these motives, then left away<br />
told along the air’s own moving, at<br />
<br />
sway & claim, held throughout the<br />
air of morning moving also kept.<br />
<br />
Alert the day’s claim as cool eases.<br />
thus to sell or hold. Mark & term<br />
<br />
or line & song at senses cast, back<br />
to some destination, met willingly<br />
<br />
from some wooden cast the line<br />
looped around, but held modestly<br />
<br />
where a saying, thus! To hold, &<br />
then term & long, sounded out,<br />
<br />
a whale! Roast. Dove. Loop & skip.<br />
These cool postures are unfamiliar.<br />
<br />
Roof clips or set, verb and move.<br />
The day has openings, too, like sound.<br />
<br />
112<br />
<br />
marks, to term hold, there the moon’s beginning<br />
rests out from seldom straights to boom<br />
<br />
along unwelcome but persists, to friendliness.<br />
Or hold among the lines, at sway & yield, to<br />
<br />
fire or the way, set upon some limits, at rest<br />
and rescuing to these elongations, spar &<br />
<br />
monk, to hold on through but make the<br />
term, spent or light, he goes to howl,<br />
<br />
in a stomach noise, restless but benign,<br />
in ‘advice to oneself’ to hear others<br />
<br />
along the way turned, they are, to the<br />
yoke or fathom, and word at word<br />
<br />
would spoke or chime, then, as color<br />
defines the pressure to view view, a<br />
<br />
term or melancholy unpredicted joy of <br />
line of, lights to spell among, as.<br />
<br />
But roped and lightened, to float<br />
away, to yell or spoke, wheeled<br />
<br />
around, and law, share to peal,<br />
or home, at food slept round<br />
<br />
the half circle, in retreat, ah!<br />
<br />
Then skip to new treasures, or out<br />
-leapt the cross of light shores,<br />
<br />
and shoring, a whale, beached<br />
out and clipped, resonance. Of.<br />
<br />
113<br />
<br />
meets.<br />
There to say, aloft, but spun, into the<br />
<br />
way said, often and held, dove, the<br />
hand says thus or pin, sold, fool.<br />
<br />
Along and grown too<br />
heart’s eye and scatter-in<br />
your moves,<br />
between, wet, as.<br />
<br />
And hard upon the line, thrust, at, and<br />
set to these particulars, blood’s open<br />
<br />
song arised, the light between yr eye.<br />
<br />
And raised, to tell, hold, hold, along:<br />
<br />
after the moon’s distant emptying.<br />
The raft settled out, but turned,<br />
<br />
through a herd piled,<br />
on top and in, the places, kept,<br />
<br />
out from some distant rumbles, a<br />
light of resolution, and specific.<br />
<br />
Then, look back for ease and jump.<br />
<br />
The roof decides to hold, yr head,<br />
rotating along disks, or sent, to<br />
<br />
meet at these junctures of passing.<br />
<br />
and yielded, out, name, flown, to<br />
some anchor of nouns, particle &<br />
<br />
claim, claimed, undecided but thought.<br />
<br />
114<br />
<br />
The slim air told & spelled, or spun out<br />
from some declining acts formed on.<br />
<br />
Loomed also along, here to thrust. Pin.<br />
then lean to shape or fling, astir.<br />
<br />
Omen as, lined to shore of, pin of, at<br />
handles leaning or put to send, often.<br />
<br />
There : and sung among roosts like fur,<br />
or cleaned and grown immense or total.<br />
<br />
Your spears or floors : eases like red,<br />
or flown from foster like pinnacles.<br />
<br />
Lifted and music, counter to & fathom,<br />
the favorite to clowns from removal,<br />
<br />
or cleaned margins at nouns or fishing<br />
entering scattered and benign ropes<br />
<br />
are measure to signals or forms to<br />
these restitutions of cause, light’s ear.<br />
<br />
the floor heaved aside, squared out,<br />
barned to the lift, or eye, eye, at.<br />
<br />
Filed, lined, straw & pool, the loaf is<br />
spent, folded to these rough colors,<br />
<br />
penetrated at heard form tools the<br />
red gear limned as the sea’s foam:<br />
<br />
but color, subside, color symmetry to<br />
bridge, gloved, roosted out, bloomed.<br />
<br />
These pinned ears, or thrust to slide<br />
the door was left & marked, loop.<br />
<br />
<br />
115<br />
<br />
Loose and term, the way;, but cleared,<br />
also a turn, to and to, the three lines<br />
<br />
swept, to have and black backed, also:<br />
a bird would sweep back and forth.<br />
<br />
The sky or claim to moods marked, then<br />
set-to, among pleasantries, held to say,<br />
<br />
aloft, the line, scope of sets claims, the<br />
proof waits from events cast off, and<br />
<br />
flown, thrust to terms, the eye, play & <br />
sung, then, set to work at the heart’s<br />
<br />
clamor & dream of moving, and waited,<br />
out, time’s day declines but hovers<br />
<br />
between dense senses, where time, too,<br />
revolves to some salient rows & props.<br />
<br />
And heard, heavily in the woods,<br />
Where we kept our time, remember,<br />
<br />
the wood & fire-song, cooked food<br />
unwrapped by ceremony & song,<br />
<br />
days’ energy made simple but kept<br />
to rise arise the spine’s line up.<br />
<br />
You are, and then decides, or held,<br />
out, mark, term, sweep, tomorrow.<br />
<br />
Blow. Skip to noodle’s roof & blue,<br />
but thrown out, along to see, a<br />
<br />
shape a shore a box and blow, out,<br />
the air’s own blowing, a boom a skip.<br />
<br />
116<br />
<br />
Acts, then, to still, or speak to<br />
the air and thorough, moved to<br />
<br />
lean through events to seeing, &<br />
how she is there to her being.<br />
<br />
And smooth, the way time goes<br />
along the way, where we are<br />
<br />
also the same saying to, yes, and<br />
eyes are also new, at houses<br />
<br />
flung, or spent, motive & claim,<br />
or a story : wrought, spent, below<br />
<br />
my heart, then, initiation into life<br />
at its simple beginnings, you are.<br />
<br />
But wait, and hold, to endure long<br />
in these reasons of forgetting<br />
<br />
where we are, where we are, and<br />
sent along the line, to see, this<br />
<br />
angle & time of seeing, love’s eye<br />
is also new, to hold among some<br />
<br />
sentences : restraint, the name of<br />
favor, and following, the time<br />
<br />
of this beginning, of acts or favors<br />
dismissed to some allowances<br />
<br />
of the root, the call, air, color,<br />
these nets of sense, claimed,<br />
<br />
even, profuse, woolen, benign,<br />
surrounded, timed, act & song, thus.<br />
<br />
<br />
117<br />
<br />
loosed, also among the still air, revolved.<br />
The heart’s linings, overt,<br />
roped : to some line.<br />
<br />
Or the calculations, silent, for the leap.<br />
your own becoming of sentences, heard.<br />
<br />
And some danger permits the sights, they<br />
revolved also toward, how he hears<br />
<br />
toward the air resounded, to tear away<br />
but stiffened, heated, some, closets.<br />
<br />
Blue air resembles nothing, or skips<br />
to mountainous tremors, from residues<br />
<br />
to claim, then, and handled to the<br />
room of some lessened stance, in favor, <br />
<br />
to his eyebrows, eagle & song, to beam<br />
on out to their receptions, particle.<br />
<br />
Your knowing. But slipp’t to shore<br />
the bird, below or blow, thirteen,<br />
<br />
sanded out, plough & moon, her<br />
fragile senses are wrapped, also, to:<br />
<br />
begin these allocations of t he moon, her<br />
pasture of relinquishing & sent, to.<br />
<br />
is there some particular claim, frozen<br />
to its shadowing, play and screen,<br />
<br />
your face terminating from rust regains<br />
to clip the air & woolen, amused, the<br />
<br />
answering of some burlap eases, form, astir.<br />
<br />
118<br />
<br />
loops around, teeth to teeth, a smile,<br />
swayed throughout some inclines<br />
<br />
or steep ravines for the eye charge:<br />
form & sentence among the hopes,<br />
<br />
are and spun, along the sense of,<br />
place of, peal, clime, stroll, foot,<br />
<br />
then grow. Folded away, the shore to<br />
these particles seen, one is another<br />
<br />
one to itself, begin, perhaps, in this<br />
air & single time, space & line to<br />
<br />
their long gestures, or speak! Over the<br />
line, or said, again, the line is met<br />
<br />
among the turning, a gesture stops<br />
and then begins, or told, a moon is<br />
<br />
looped again & curled, at heat to<br />
shore the bird is swept away, at<br />
<br />
light, or driven, with a stick, part<br />
& song, your close air resembles<br />
<br />
blue or met, then, inside the air, of<br />
some single sentences, hold,<br />
<br />
the arrows are crept throughout<br />
the motive, there, of single acts, out<br />
<br />
to her stance, distinguished, then,<br />
as some simple ordering of the<br />
<br />
light, event to time; space, the heart’s <br />
flight, into the plane & mood of this.<br />
<br />
119<br />
<br />
The room. Your own line cools the time<br />
for these beginnings, that is, & held<br />
<br />
among these pasts or refused energy<br />
climbing the walls, from some relapse.<br />
<br />
or spun. Out the room is clear but<br />
calm in its lightning and posts.<br />
<br />
over, a line extent for loosening, of<br />
the room & peal, to roast wings<br />
<br />
on a term of, line of, ease, split<br />
out form is likened, or held, toward.<br />
<br />
there : and cool from rooms cleaned<br />
up to air, sung toward mounting<br />
<br />
a flown hair to clip the pins in<br />
this foregone outer rested spin:<br />
<br />
a roof a day, tumbled smooth, no<br />
rescues performed but drawn down<br />
<br />
toward simplicity. The plumb & line,<br />
their hoses, clean, clean, sung to<br />
<br />
ear the rest, skipped, aloft, below<br />
and claimed the same rotating drawer,<br />
<br />
then left along the way, waited, &h<br />
held in, pushed up, energy & moon, a<br />
<br />
Sight, a view, a room collapsed, heart.<br />
day as blown fog to clamor outer,<br />
<br />
and cooled by restive birds, elongation<br />
of roaming pins, roof, world, grown.<br />
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toned-out, lined among your own time.<br />
Or what resembles sentences is then.<br />
<br />
Motive, termed, voiced among the day<br />
to told, heard, then, and sent to<br />
<br />
their own voicings, where doubt re<br />
-tains its own favor, & discrete,<br />
<br />
surpasses shadows to its goal, or<br />
lining the time with air, and<br />
<br />
spoke, here, like some removal, of<br />
time, too, heard, to spin out as<br />
<br />
we are : and loosed toward light<br />
or acts, or corralled, then, by<br />
<br />
our sentiments, felt like old argu<br />
-ments, or revolved, left to right,<br />
<br />
where it would hold invisibly<br />
and set-to, roped out, lined-in,<br />
<br />
where the rooms carry time &<br />
term to some conclusions; the<br />
<br />
motor roams along the trail &<br />
carries us close behind, & swept<br />
<br />
aside, the day is new to see,<br />
here & here, there are no others<br />
<br />
and where we meet, a door, a<br />
way : a loose flame carried up.<br />
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Your name is, friend, November. Sun,<br />
And what you hear is time,<br />
<br />
sent between the days to measure<br />
song and light, between the<br />
<br />
song, a line into these destina-<br />
tions of the heart, uncovered, to<br />
<br />
move inside your moving and<br />
hold, a day begins again the<br />
<br />
same arising to flesh the body,<br />
and touch to see these new<br />
<br />
beginnings are not strange; the<br />
way begins in markings from<br />
<br />
the signing of leaves. And what<br />
is this, then, another line to hold?<br />
<br />
In the same way all ways moving<br />
so & so, you are the one to<br />
<br />
one and known, as met & sung,<br />
<br />
But hold & mark, terms are<br />
set, we are, as one to one,<br />
<br />
begun & stopt, at a short sign-<br />
ing-after, where the heart stops,<br />
<br />
and short , to move, line along, &<br />
met, though, shorn, short, to<br />
<br />
hear these words are willingly, &<br />
there, your eye, to touch, &<br />
So & so. To sing<br />
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Form is form, the mood of clamor, stung, and<br />
unwound from the center, outward<br />
<br />
into events cast, the passage into morning<br />
and the mood of life’s own light, here.<br />
<br />
alert the day is to arrive, final, at this<br />
verge & shore outcome from begun<br />
<br />
starts and fit in to some declension of<br />
term of, mark upon the senses, at.<br />
<br />
And hung to spin, yr feet awry, closed,<br />
and heard, the heart’s own time, boomed<br />
<br />
the body is this gesture, where we clear<br />
the water, spin, clean, to hold on.<br />
<br />
And there, her name is willing or declared<br />
but spoke, sentinel and gong, one<br />
<br />
simple string unstrung, song of this<br />
new beginning, and day decides, clear.<br />
<br />
Your face, reminds, the heat and sign<br />
the mood away or clasps, foreign star.<br />
<br />
The calculated line. Seen: away to :<br />
over these removals & penetrations, a<br />
<br />
clustering of types, remained, then, to<br />
verbs or others. But won, the way<br />
<br />
is filmed over, spurt of charges loamed,<br />
& seed, cast in, yr plant eyes, fiber<br />
<br />
of no descriptions, and on, moot or pealed.<br />
A word is love, & known, heard, heard.<br />
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day to air, yielded fresh, to term away,<br />
your heart resigns, and new to hold, a<br />
<br />
line, a spot, fold & claim, to hear these<br />
resonances, known or bounded by the line’s<br />
<br />
time & swept ahead to no beginning, but<br />
thrust clean, to move throughout the same<br />
<br />
way moving, here, love’s eye shortens say-<br />
ing & blows wooden & precise, your own<br />
<br />
motive: crown & song, any word uttered, a<br />
loop, lingering to hold or sentenced, shift.<br />
<br />
A face, then, your own, where acts reflect<br />
reflection, and perfect these drones to<br />
<br />
their own summaries. Loomed out, held to<br />
spoke. Shrine & tomb, the heart’s term:<br />
<br />
and cleared away, a woods, tactic of the<br />
thing seen, where it sleeps & turns, leapt<br />
<br />
out to hold time suddenly, pushed, left, the<br />
color blue, fold, air, sense of the due<br />
<br />
behavior, but name, long & lunging, groped<br />
a heat away, said. Mark these terms<br />
<br />
willingly and in no time respite some easy<br />
wave to hold or send, surfaced, then, &<br />
<br />
spent away, or yielding of new waves<br />
at some verge or climate, spent or spot,<br />
<br />
and tune, to sheep shed sullen, of<br />
other often over, another after, & sent.<br />
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at sink & wear, told along, and there,<br />
folded around again, at stir &<br />
<br />
swim, yield of motor to claim,<br />
stick to these patterns & swim<br />
<br />
the pool, lights to send these peals<br />
the moon at song & film, thus.<br />
<br />
The cold day moves sun to string<br />
these loops of taste & sense,<br />
<br />
a stomach. Then told or spoke,<br />
the new letters or their pack<br />
<br />
-ages are formed around some haste <br />
of other often ovens, after sense<br />
<br />
the way of words are new these<br />
loops regained again to show<br />
<br />
some fragile calculations at<br />
stir & sloops the waved<br />
<br />
blue mood, screened out, push<br />
to stop, pooled : slippt, at<br />
<br />
link & straw, paired pooled &<br />
shown, third or foam, the<br />
<br />
light gray palings from inked<br />
moons out, lime, straw, grow,<br />
<br />
adverse & singular, joy’s pleasure<br />
is love’s name new to the thronged<br />
<br />
alliances, taut, resonant, begun,<br />
foamed in & straight, blown.<br />
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Loosed around to turn out away the faces<br />
are not new and never the same way<br />
<br />
intending out to lean ahead and stop.<br />
Or over these walls foregone and told<br />
<br />
to head away, out the room’s glow of blue<br />
positions, up or termed, hold, ahead, as.<br />
<br />
Form to say, here, and spoke the looms<br />
of scattered retinues, ocean of the mood<br />
<br />
to scan seeming the way is set & held.<br />
<br />
Or other often, at senses shrewd to see<br />
there are some places set to hold the<br />
<br />
time is some beginning to be sent away.<br />
your places calmed the window fogged<br />
<br />
at slow paces cast away the seed or<br />
spilt to home the child is roomed, clippt.<br />
<br />
Some ear begun, as swum or loafed<br />
throughout, mood, elevation, term,<br />
<br />
the way of these beginnings, orange.<br />
Room, the day of taking-out, a<br />
<br />
flown bird lodges here or sets the<br />
tone of bound edges, blue & loomed;<br />
<br />
Crest or fume, the loose moons kips<br />
around & clears the places out,<br />
<br />
crowns the peer of these scatterings,<br />
a room away & kept close to<br />
hold & grow, again, your heart.<br />
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<br />
the eyes, then, bring us round, and<br />
where we are is no beginning, but<br />
<br />
thrown out, where we are, at some<br />
occasion for beginning. And who<br />
<br />
we are is also new; these elocutions<br />
are not sudden but rehearsed, it<br />
<br />
is our lives we have before us, to<br />
some solitudes thrust or cast, and<br />
<br />
often: these hearts are also new: this<br />
air becomes our own, and where<br />
<br />
this sentencing unwinds, there we<br />
have also arrived, folded &<br />
<br />
spun, sent to some meeting with<br />
-out penetration, only some causes<br />
<br />
withering with destination and word.<br />
And where we are also followed,<br />
<br />
There we are made into this arriving;<br />
at some hedges thrust, song and<br />
<br />
name, at some resolution burst, in<br />
some particular thriving, and lost<br />
<br />
to it, emptied of ourselves in<br />
the world of this beginning,<br />
<br />
and cleared to these new beginnings<br />
by being made : alert, particular<br />
<br />
and known. Where we are is home.<br />
this world is clearly sudden, clear.<br />
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Line away, and spend among these<br />
presences alert to this : settle in & hold,<br />
<br />
the way is cleared, and in position comes the<br />
resting, weaving claim : spin to hold and<br />
<br />
stop; your hair between and long. Then<br />
turn, or flows these clean & parts, to shear.<br />
<br />
your name face is to hold away, a tense<br />
this is and reversed to rhythm bound<br />
<br />
away to stop, then, claimed, then, as<br />
a destiny obtrudes out, at stir & pin,<br />
<br />
or fooled away, to hear these rows<br />
are new to hold among claims for<br />
<br />
time & held, forget, push into the<br />
air as color or time, but mood to<br />
<br />
claim your air wrapt allowed to<br />
clear to spin or sleep around the<br />
<br />
lines are new to yield your name<br />
is hard into the air or centered<br />
<br />
throughout the same way sent;<br />
to be there the moon is sent &<br />
<br />
cleared away as some declines<br />
are met or waived through color<br />
<br />
as some dense hurrying looses the<br />
dead lines to their own time.<br />
<br />
love’s name regains to hold away<br />
the opposition is in the term, & spent.<br />
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And term a line, inside and spoke, the<br />
same way sending out, you are the same<br />
<br />
too, and sent along this close strategy<br />
of light, clear in its disturbances, to tell<br />
<br />
these numbers, also heard, where we meet<br />
in these darkened shadows, and heard.<br />
<br />
Which line suspends the same light depended<br />
in some particular destination of the<br />
<br />
air, and loomed out away to hold this<br />
simple night seen outspent to lean<br />
<br />
& speak, you are, and met then, turned<br />
out to hold the line between meetings,<br />
<br />
but left aside and in some time removed<br />
to these particulars of the ear’s moods.<br />
<br />
Room. Sway the yield astir, & term, calm,<br />
the open fragments subside : out to term,<br />
<br />
these articles of means, and what is<br />
waiting but this specific proof of eyes,<br />
<br />
then, and cleared away outside to hold<br />
the line to light’s beginning in the heart,<br />
<br />
and love’s eye surrounded, then, and<br />
claimed also among these residues of<br />
<br />
the ocean, dredged, sucked, drilled,<br />
undarked & spun, outer, plain & sung,<br />
<br />
A name, then; your own permission, &<br />
follow, it is made the same as this.<br />
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sentenced. Along-among, some occasion<br />
to disturb out at the line, undisturbed.<br />
<br />
Whereas, then, a line is made, termed<br />
throughout these airs remiss to send.<br />
<br />
And lined among the senses, at these<br />
stirs to loom there as spent, whole.<br />
<br />
The flood, moved or mood, as air revolves<br />
to motives, as air becomes these sentences.<br />
<br />
The line, as time becomes the post to<br />
hold sway or airing along the time.<br />
<br />
Whom skipped away or held, loafed at<br />
noodles bent awry and held, aloof. To.<br />
<br />
Becomes these nights and pools, or air<br />
at some beginning, or roomed as night.<br />
<br />
Your eye as love begun, and roofed, the<br />
score as term & line, the thrust to pool.<br />
<br />
And grown, then, as pond & pounded,<br />
drilled-out on time, the articles sound.<br />
<br />
And posture of, score of, mood to rooms<br />
are bent these scales removed there.<br />
<br />
Scored between feeling this means at<br />
slippt a fool to skim between scores.<br />
<br />
As calculation or begun, fathoms are<br />
blue begun to term away astir, as.<br />
<br />
And mood, cashed, flung, split, grown<br />
and looped away, the fragile sentencing.<br />
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Loops at term & song: these wills subside,<br />
the fruit opened at touch, hourned out, sea.<br />
<br />
Life’s openings permit; thrown along, the rush<br />
begins in light’s review, posture & tale,<br />
<br />
another overt pool, and sent the same way, out<br />
the time or odor of, line of, room away<br />
<br />
and white, this food, become the reign of<br />
light beginnings where foal & charge begin.<br />
<br />
And rough, some hedge, at scheme &<br />
sentence, hissed throughout from pinnacle<br />
<br />
or doubt, then, again to send a loaf of<br />
and benign, a door is formed of time<br />
<br />
& slipped through these sensings of love’s<br />
<br />
own name, eye & throng revolved<br />
at some pealing-to, then, astir & tong<br />
<br />
of redeemed beliefs or notes from wear<br />
-ing tones the sloops are roughed at<br />
<br />
a score derided, eye-heart & form,<br />
meant to drive a room away to blue<br />
<br />
loafed, astir sealed porches, or moon<br />
-moon movement the simple spasms<br />
<br />
obtrude, and rhimed among the worth<br />
of a name, eagle’s earth removed &<br />
<br />
piled up the hills are greening time of<br />
the year heard or pusht for a<br />
lapse at scoring, seal, seal, a pong.<br />
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or heard, dodge, lineal & claim, at<br />
turn this repeal to dust, fathom.<br />
<br />
Some eye would clatter, but spent,<br />
then, as outer doubt lessens, spare.<br />
<br />
Or, turned to love’s pleasure & song, again<br />
to thrust her line along, spent up<br />
<br />
from fragile sentencing, where these<br />
boxes or rows are also new, to<br />
<br />
loom become at told and rhymed, who<br />
becomes there, or three and seen,<br />
<br />
under his hat, the, or thin, your<br />
here to listen along the voiced<br />
<br />
or tailed the blue eye between<br />
her term, the cowboy riding at<br />
<br />
the throat of it, burned intense, in<br />
tents to clutch my hard upon<br />
<br />
the day, laid back, & watching<br />
a fresh flesh recalls some<br />
<br />
simple destination, or heard, a<br />
throat is opened, too & lips are<br />
<br />
ready, what-ever works, and<br />
does, at least, work, then, as<br />
<br />
what spills down her throat is<br />
also hot, and made the same as<br />
<br />
words, or words seeded into her<br />
tongue; sucked, tongue & tooth.<br />
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Your eye beside, or overturned, the way<br />
is also held alert from some simpler<br />
<br />
destinations, and resolved us, in form to<br />
doubt’s own pleasures, or new & sent.<br />
<br />
The heart’s holding is, perhaps, singular.<br />
<br />
Plumbed, the image of conjoint ears,<br />
and plunged at center, the hard held <br />
<br />
in songs and reigns, from foment at<br />
the verge, and green: a black light,<br />
<br />
or sun’s portion as something made<br />
to know yr name is also ease,<br />
<br />
and begun, between spaces told, at<br />
<br />
sense to hear, or rain becomes,<br />
these airs below, or spun, out,<br />
<br />
the form obtrudes, as held among<br />
the ropes to some slight gulch<br />
<br />
slippt & folded into the remote<br />
shadows, as where they loom-in,<br />
<br />
the moon becomes sum and pool<br />
of the systematic loaf, drawn<br />
<br />
from specific instances to the sur<br />
-face seen & spoke, or lipped &<br />
<br />
snug, the frangible present, and<br />
has the tight ropes lined into<br />
<br />
the corner, blue, post, away, there.<br />
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Loop to life, or light’s own time, begun at<br />
time’s own turn : and out to hold among<br />
<br />
sentences along adrift, as held or spoke, at<br />
song & time to skip or leap color’s own<br />
<br />
thread or turned out along among alone;<br />
or thrust thread cap at stir & sense,<br />
<br />
at-thrust or won, and flung out , scored<br />
at these particles of sameness, straw &<br />
<br />
flaw. The loop declares its particulars:<br />
and strong to rain this eagle’s soup,<br />
<br />
stained like flown beasts or night’s<br />
true beginning, these birds reversed to<br />
<br />
flight & seen among their distancing<br />
and profound, out spun or leaped over,<br />
<br />
and overcome this family of tempers, re<br />
-volved around the center, heroic &<br />
<br />
faced: loop to song his day of birth,<br />
loomed to warm sentences again,<br />
<br />
the ropes are not bent away, but held.<br />
Roam around the edge, day of night’s<br />
<br />
color is black again, a hole in your sky<br />
face, fathered by this seeing heart as<br />
<br />
loop to light begins again, among some<br />
slips shore & blind the roof’s collapse<br />
<br />
is figure & tomb, his heart’s desire for<br />
love’s own name your own to rise arise<br />
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or light at bright begun, as out upon wd<br />
revolve some lesson, or descriptions of<br />
<br />
name & act, where we bend line upon &<br />
hold, then, there where we rest, as spoke,<br />
<br />
or wheeled around among these sentences<br />
& lined out to hard affairs, & how she<br />
<br />
wheezes, at the verge of the climate, color<br />
color, color, and then out another day<br />
<br />
is heard to spin these wheels around<br />
the day is met closely to some hear<br />
<br />
-ing of these meandered spools & reels,<br />
or where we sank away to time,<br />
<br />
the mouth agape, or loved, & heard<br />
again, then, that there are no<br />
<br />
others, sent along the dream, where<br />
we dive in & hold, rushed, streamed<br />
<br />
& bedded, and from this vision<br />
revived, or by & through its<br />
<br />
new beginnings. But read. Yr<br />
eye follows out: bright sight<br />
<br />
quickens the mind, breathed,<br />
we are, exploded to verbs,<br />
<br />
bird ripped, sky tossed, hold in<br />
the air, he zips a zipper on &<br />
<br />
floods these lights again, yr name<br />
is, time of, root & mean, aloft.<br />
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Roomed beyond out to spend among soft air:<br />
a loop regained for pastures and polled home.<br />
<br />
Or skipped as sung, her name & face, long shale<br />
to furrow reef & claim, climate’s tome or hurry.<br />
<br />
Rimed among, or also along the highway, a<br />
line, a dot, a roomy pear, name & song,<br />
<br />
A way beheld or spoke, and hard along, thus.<br />
straw, folded, portrayal of like-ness & onto the<br />
<br />
floor, spins these tense and furrow, but along<br />
the shift, at spending air in air, her time.<br />
<br />
Yr noose & clamor, or petrify, then, outer<br />
disclaimers, or popular poetry, arrived at<br />
<br />
common designates unwound away & held, to<br />
miss the line & turn away at centering tides<br />
<br />
swept ahead from form outleaped his nose<br />
bending away from forces or long logs wrapt.<br />
<br />
Names of rooms, eyes are told, then, & hurtled.<br />
roof of cold loops, the way and burnt, a<br />
<br />
scoop reminds, and strewn away to fold a<br />
loose tatter flown aside rails & passing:<br />
<br />
love’s grace in the tongue, a seed is<br />
driven down the lanes, roped at side<br />
<br />
& turn, & heaved away, loop of, day of,<br />
and aired-out, scooped-off: energy’s<br />
<br />
calm name and held: remove. These are<br />
simpler calms, recalled & noticed, rift.<br />
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out-spun & steady, the fortunate sunshine,<br />
and along the day’s shines, wherever whistles.<br />
<br />
A name persists, work to outer other, double<br />
of acts perceives and runs along an edge, line<br />
<br />
of time’s beginning, whereas & proper, but hedged<br />
around, along, day a day and finished.<br />
<br />
Thus or met, the musical phrase, or parsed<br />
with hesitant wheats, the wrapped coastline<br />
<br />
of ideas, and red-orange permits familiarity<br />
to belong, but won like jersey or families.<br />
<br />
But where there is no sentencing, propound a<br />
cagey loom of blue lines intercepted, exile.<br />
<br />
and green sticks, uprise and claim, your eye<br />
belongs, again, into revolutions of the circle.<br />
<br />
And clean, then, or argued, where time<br />
resists allowance, permission love’s simple due.<br />
<br />
roamed, the horse-dust & plea; a foam<br />
or distanced oracle, yr own voice, & right,<br />
<br />
but clean improvement unceased or blue, and<br />
whose tail to surface out but clasped among<br />
<br />
hair & pillow, her face & name clearing &<br />
turned, align become these ropes & rocks<br />
<br />
your noose betides & loops to hold, this:<br />
and love’s names ire, slowed to tufts,<br />
<br />
leased out & worded, scooped & pebbled,<br />
then, light’s word imprisms love’s eye, in.<br />
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marked a term as game along this cloud<br />
is moved from line to grace, & holds.<br />
<br />
There & met: a roof unspun as term &<br />
time the dwarf to spool these upper<br />
<br />
stories, as long among these hedgerows<br />
are colored & willing as seen or thrust.<br />
<br />
then some distinction, or loomed center,<br />
a patriarch, and held wooden, a<br />
<br />
name or woman and terms met as<br />
one or song, but tensed-out, &<br />
<br />
driven away or terminal, en masse<br />
the day decides its color, yield of<br />
<br />
indigent behaviors, lines remembered<br />
from the middle, or dark, the book<br />
<br />
found lodged or wedged, lying, actually<br />
at the corner, on velvet, & met, will<br />
<br />
& temper, the double set of noises<br />
close to : within the ear some roses.<br />
<br />
Your foam, the eye’s tokens to sight.<br />
or seen through, heart of the loafed<br />
<br />
boot : loop scoop & bite yield, they<br />
are, a temporary rest of light, as<br />
<br />
the day or perfect surfaces, bright<br />
and new, yield of light particulars.<br />
<br />
hammered, seen, looped, spun, named,<br />
a day is met, love’s eye opened.<br />
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<br />
across slight distances, I have heard a<br />
slight chill resumed, then, toward part &<br />
<br />
claim, the mode of alarum’s recall distinct,<br />
verbed, then, as outer & other, loom among<br />
<br />
red distances, or told realm to doubt, the phase<br />
borne in to some distinctness, loafed, noodle<br />
<br />
and air, her hair spun out, to roads<br />
rewind & slooped, or tensed backwards<br />
<br />
to no particular estate or hope’s wooden<br />
chain, eloped, sloped, caught on these<br />
<br />
disasters of the way, or low & proper<br />
as his airs are, revolved among along,<br />
<br />
your heart along & beating, figure of<br />
collapsed intents. You are, I see, &<br />
<br />
roped off, loomed-in to some calculation<br />
or in no hesitation won but singularity’s<br />
<br />
resistances, clothed with fathoms or<br />
patterns, sea=-swept & lame, the<br />
<br />
eye of these beginnings wept around,,<br />
or heard, too, simple chimes unwound<br />
<br />
to the ears place & mark, she is, &<br />
dreamed away toward this recall &<br />
<br />
loot, heart’s anchor of welds, a spot<br />
to touch his voice alert, motives<br />
<br />
air to send, rough, away, thirsty wedge<br />
of these loops regained, outer: outer.<br />
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and rim around, loops resolve to orange<br />
limits, or poled-out, a sky evinced from<br />
<br />
hesitant jumping, this out-leaped pressure no<br />
thorn but life’s pool & blue room won.<br />
<br />
Or would a cause revive? I mean, push to hop,<br />
stop or even, there, is no longing after, but<br />
<br />
energy’s ropes revived, wound up from song<br />
in the morning, or light, & how he swims<br />
<br />
upwards, and total, too, or unwound sky<br />
at ochre rims & their nomenclature, of.<br />
<br />
roost a rule: pain swims outer, lapses.<br />
the throat has clean rooms, or posts,<br />
<br />
& recall automatic fervor, but lessen, &<br />
doubt that they are finished, along a<br />
<br />
cool reduction, word out pressed in these<br />
claims, form to time, and donates<br />
<br />
aligned or fathomed, wind to heart, of<br />
a temper won, out the heart, too,<br />
<br />
of other offers woven out to the planet<br />
at sense & spill, yr hands, reposed,<br />
<br />
and her time, too, weakened often<br />
to clasp after, but timed-out, miss<br />
<br />
to tell & hold, right & left overpass,<br />
helps to tell a letter & some pictures<br />
<br />
where they warp after, children, come<br />
to light, mother of, father of, both.<br />
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<br />
slipped, peal to term, yr heart moves, too,<br />
mode of, alarum of, recall & gong, &<br />
<br />
goes throughout the same or held, firm, of<br />
allowance & song remind rewind of<br />
<br />
other offers, ordered after, & snug; these<br />
reefs, or grounded; loafed or, timed.<br />
<br />
Pasture regains: another blue loop mounts<br />
maintained, this cool double recall or the<br />
<br />
moment cleared to spin & out; mountain<br />
of : young term allowed spirit call<br />
<br />
to roof of, recall split, cleared to<br />
marked out, lines mood & claim.<br />
<br />
Alert. The tools are cleared out, to<br />
clear tones leaped, moves, eye to<br />
<br />
love’s time, & heard; water movies<br />
talking out, and limned. Term of. A<br />
<br />
cool mood leaps out, or turned, pit<br />
to clear murk. Eye held, marks to a<br />
<br />
leaping. Forts are crept, or out marked<br />
today, then, clamped on &then green.<br />
<br />
Your eye behld, or often, & works out<br />
too, & told another claim, or often, out,<br />
<br />
a tone, a term, another yield beckoned out,<br />
floats through there eyes, heart termed<br />
<br />
out , or floats, bang, alarm, flushed up<br />
a third, out, floats, term, tell, even, in.<br />
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<br />
change this mark, so : a loom among, &<br />
held to, moved in & spoke, the fragile<br />
<br />
yield becomes, then, over times & lines of<br />
doubt, scattered out & held, alert, also,<br />
<br />
tokens of air & passage : the doors submit<br />
too, outer or other, often argued, egged at<br />
<br />
the possible titles, scale of time’s remission,<br />
then, or postured after color’s argument,<br />
<br />
blue or green, then, heaved onto the sky,<br />
where there are no others, and even so,<br />
<br />
and even so : a name becomes, or house<br />
and eye, the transmission of, loaded<br />
<br />
through alarms of doubt, and anchored<br />
out, or told to spend, hard among these<br />
<br />
edges are forlorn, or tempered out from<br />
wells withdrawn, wind & air are these<br />
<br />
revolutions of time, loops regained by<br />
turn & turn, to throw & claim, or<br />
<br />
yield to turkey, gloom, sun’s won &<br />
beckon, there, as some term of, built.<br />
<br />
A loom becomes, word of, air at, tone<br />
among these raw distances, or<br />
<br />
eyes beheld at nothingness, their own<br />
fervor a claim & yield of life’s<br />
<br />
own name, love’s eye surrounds, &<br />
ropes motors out along the sky.<br />
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142<br />
<br />
Termed, along these marks or ways : as.<br />
Light’s line among proper densities,<br />
<br />
but looped, awry green partitions, to<br />
resound between days & graces, through<br />
<br />
the airs woven between days & days,<br />
then, elongated before, at, at : thus.<br />
<br />
your own frames met melancholy, form<br />
to derail often or other, thrust to<br />
<br />
some foment & clarity, of their bestowal<br />
to fur & limit the overt causes arise,<br />
<br />
then clamor to term or finish at<br />
lumped claims toward their own<br />
<br />
arrival. Elapse & sing to thrust and<br />
plough, or along the roped airs,<br />
<br />
the blue grains are hollowed out &<br />
flown at sky-scene & particles<br />
<br />
toward flowers or followers, where<br />
are we driven? A name subsides<br />
<br />
throughout yr history, or booked<br />
to licenses between hearings, of<br />
<br />
their reminders drawn among a<br />
horse or term, ridden out to country<br />
<br />
sides and newer starts, between<br />
their asides and spoken through<br />
<br />
a resinous density out-clamoring<br />
the heart, even as love’s time draws.<br />
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143<br />
<br />
alive along among : hard upon the edges,<br />
or ripe toward light’s demeanors of purple<br />
<br />
and red cohabit out after outward signing,<br />
along throughout these harps or tines, yr face<br />
<br />
becomes this sign, or overt toward excusing, &<br />
out from light’s line in, & then in, from<br />
<br />
his lineaments and placing : the eye’s rest<br />
-less permutation; his flight begins at see<br />
<br />
-ing; this thirst renowned; her blows are<br />
wept. Motives rough toward climate, or a<br />
<br />
line defended term & mark, heard, as<br />
spoke, named as uttered, or disbelief:<br />
<br />
caution permits caution, but out leaped<br />
fire untouched as thrust up, lip or eye,<br />
<br />
the child or tokened life to alight<br />
beyond these airs from power permits;<br />
<br />
loosed, leaped. A gust below, or rises<br />
to new hastening another quest for<br />
<br />
long treasures, relates, as boxed, blown, a<br />
clear beginning lurched or plead, her<br />
<br />
trips away and back, but centered, or<br />
stopped, and rotations remiss flown out<br />
<br />
or authored, the figures of his graces,<br />
but I am told, here, season of a<br />
<br />
loose flight, winged or soar, love’s<br />
open time, arose & scanned, today.<br />
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144<br />
<br />
The branch followed, page by page, through<br />
the gutter of this note-book, lifted day by<br />
<br />
day: & placed, there, overleafed, you may<br />
say : & tune, to time’s own image, & fresh<br />
<br />
or frenched-out, like, out-like, even, the<br />
little fox, me, gets wet, oh yes, I know<br />
<br />
that, as-such, but later, told, or spoke to<br />
blue hedges, the one who now appears<br />
<br />
to be the leader of the sacrifices at feast<br />
days : ebb and ebb, this light of terms<br />
<br />
made manifesto the ancient rhythms suffice<br />
to erase doubt from meditation, and<br />
<br />
trance to line, prance or trace, some humility<br />
might inhabit me, please, and ease this<br />
<br />
intensity of pauses where I am still a seeker<br />
&, of course, fantasize my self as that<br />
<br />
which is sought. Love’s name subsides to<br />
honesty, this thanksgiving day, and haloes<br />
<br />
what is welcome, at last, my own voice<br />
discovered in my acts, at last, this<br />
<br />
simple arriving of words to me, no<br />
longer alone, at last, like Dave’s<br />
<br />
epitaph, mine for him, “he played hard but<br />
he didn’t know the rules” or mine<br />
<br />
for me, “along.” Jody in the kitchen<br />
and Alex’s shoe glued together, ‘GRIP”<br />
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145<br />
<br />
Termed, onto these flat platforms, and<br />
reached out, as remembered, there, the<br />
<br />
formation of these values, or lines over<br />
my own decisions, and seen, arranged,<br />
<br />
for deliberate sensing, like these send<br />
<br />
-ings along the line, and heard, as sent<br />
to these dominions for relaxation, over<br />
<br />
the edge, lined out along the way, a<br />
stop or ledge, there, formed between<br />
<br />
the moons, fulled or plant. Paired out.<br />
But rest, and fall away, rooted in<br />
<br />
and heard, spoke among feasts, astir<br />
to specific beginnings, where we are<br />
<br />
and held, then, to logs & posts at<br />
their verge in the air, moved to<br />
<br />
spoke at rushed outer & tell, ovens<br />
looped awry & held, first, spun,<br />
<br />
sentenced, blue to mooned fragrance<br />
of overt loops & bent as spins,<br />
<br />
color to tell, heavily the pool is<br />
opened & a line is termed “regret,”<br />
<br />
but left from feeling, tent & pole.<br />
roost, ally, pinnacle of doubt to<br />
<br />
loaf below & strike, light alternates<br />
throughout, love’s way sung, outer, and.<br />
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146<br />
<br />
And then, hearing, out, these rooms.<br />
roofed among pleasances, a hard jar.<br />
<br />
but eye, yr heart betokened here,<br />
heard alert, rowed astir & held,<br />
<br />
a familiar errand, through reliefed.<br />
or are you held, away, butter a<br />
<br />
sliced meeting, there is more, even,<br />
at light & turn, where the action<br />
<br />
Holds, or tight, spot, spent, on:<br />
sunshine is, and term of, resolute.<br />
<br />
Nearly, and mounted, green-leafed,<br />
but seen through, screened, noise.<br />
<br />
They would be that, but this-here.<br />
and along the sides, swept clean,<br />
<br />
scraped down, piled, wooded out<br />
the scale from this loom’s other<br />
<br />
reaping, yr nose permits, orange<br />
to dust, but clipped astir &<br />
<br />
firm, formed-to & flown out, a<br />
seal, a wedge, a slipped pear,<br />
<br />
and smoothed-out, more, here, a<br />
loom among distances is more<br />
<br />
profound, and heard like posture,<br />
to repeat indefinitely, though<br />
<br />
character enfolds outer, made<br />
to love’s term by sentences.<br />
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147<br />
<br />
Line’s life a child is, as spoke, the<br />
“conjunction of two wills” or birthed<br />
<br />
and in the harmony of pleasures, there<br />
is another realm, or face to face, is<br />
<br />
this darkening of life’s own time, sung<br />
among these quickenings, or at tables<br />
<br />
flung, in no way bespoke, heard hard<br />
& thrust throughout to ease or clipped.<br />
<br />
Then hedge a row unexplained but cast<br />
adrift, and floating unhurriedly past<br />
<br />
beginning, even, and made into some<br />
thing un-profound, or disturbed, &<br />
<br />
made into this proper wholeness by<br />
imagination, flown aside astir or<br />
<br />
kept, swept, cleaned at image &<br />
term, loomed throughout the hard<br />
<br />
line clears & spins, her opening<br />
or mined at detail, spun, thrust<br />
<br />
hold : there from other blue airs.<br />
But a leap a leaf or lid, come on.<br />
<br />
Simply, or spent, cool among outer doubts,<br />
<br />
cleft & song hears to cool edges at<br />
<br />
the verge of light, love’s own name<br />
and on again the highway overcome, &<br />
<br />
smoothed, lighted, loafed, among.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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<br />
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148<br />
<br />
Resumed notice permits or inhabits<br />
toward sentenced layers although.<br />
<br />
Mooned in or slight rescues of green,<br />
and, then, there are also mysteries.<br />
<br />
Words tell, though, throughout this same<br />
resembling outer of other motives, at<br />
<br />
tables’ restitution & overt motives are<br />
storied out from languid permissions.<br />
<br />
heroic, a stance, child-heart, and<br />
wrapt beyond sensation to claims<br />
<br />
of red tunes remiss, overt bastion<br />
of inner blows, as are to hold, on.<br />
<br />
but name yr heart so, and so, to<br />
sleep, touched, a mood aligned<br />
<br />
and continent or a plain removed at<br />
clear examples doubted out as a<br />
<br />
motive gains intensity & not pained<br />
either, berthed or birthed out,<br />
<br />
a loop along a line aligned as such,<br />
dismissed and fathomed, her eye,<br />
<br />
swell or foam, uprised at hedges &<br />
documents withdrawn, a cool mountain<br />
<br />
and strait lines across, some are<br />
broken, & light resumes some favor out<br />
<br />
along the way, or positive, to view &<br />
clasp, love’s child is born at last.<br />
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149<br />
<br />
Loss of an unknown life. Or dark<br />
& still, quiet pressures from underneath<br />
<br />
the heart’s still penetration at life’s rough<br />
edge : known at last these particles of<br />
<br />
night’s beginning, settled out like out-like;<br />
a man’s own time is new, & told, to see.<br />
<br />
But hear, term of light, mark & <br />
term of the planting-in, where you<br />
<br />
held to the side & crept in, but<br />
lost, to time spun out & cleared.<br />
<br />
did life & tong, or pulled through<br />
these sensations of some benign<br />
<br />
elocution, pear, flute, sperm, on<br />
the line or circuit, creamed, pawn,<br />
<br />
the loops or fathoms, mark, mark.<br />
but solemn, water plumed into<br />
<br />
night’s rain spot, lighted behind,<br />
a thorough and precise caution<br />
<br />
from remiss or patter, ear of the<br />
heart’s own sealing, crusted and<br />
<br />
green, a long & proper term is<br />
met & claimed, of cool & single<br />
<br />
mood, heaved out a spin away<br />
to ropes or castles claimed &<br />
<br />
loomed, clothed, emptied, then, &<br />
carried out to tell, here, here.<br />
<br />
150<br />
<br />
Marked, moved : air resembled out along,<br />
but spun to light, these loops are<br />
<br />
stiff, beckoned; align the rope taut,<br />
hear or tell, speak, tell, you are.<br />
<br />
Green to speak, often rest, claw, a<br />
sentenced fragment straw clean,<br />
<br />
looped her eyes are also new, as:<br />
and looked over, a shell, a<br />
<br />
day, perhaps, to rescue life, &<br />
moved time’s-term or slipped<br />
<br />
aside, cast off, seen to hold, astir<br />
through limits are profound, as<br />
<br />
ropes decline through heavy lines<br />
and marked, the day removes<br />
<br />
to tense sojourns, roofed over<br />
& expected to meet again<br />
<br />
the dream of lives touched where<br />
are we sleeping, some colors<br />
<br />
are not named from white or<br />
black, horsed over, calmed out<br />
<br />
to residues of imagery, but no<br />
other to feed them closely,<br />
<br />
or no air roped out, you might <br />
believe there are claims met, his<br />
<br />
eyes are crossed, over, jumped &<br />
grown up & out, a stalk recovers.<br />
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151<br />
<br />
What spoke among acts or aces, it<br />
lingered in us, spoke its forces, rhythm<br />
<br />
of edge, of, song’s perfect clarity, or<br />
listen. Or was a post or claim, your<br />
<br />
own misgivings, and hair, or sleep, a<br />
rest becomes this temper of airs.<br />
<br />
Then hold, spoke, edged out from the<br />
plans, hardly stopping anywhere, or loose<br />
<br />
& fitful, but throughout, we are also<br />
<br />
another reunion, around or bent, to<br />
rush out through linear deposits;<br />
<br />
your fast beliefs at home to cook<br />
or rush out again this green spoor,<br />
<br />
roofed. Slip, then hold, in that way,<br />
or often, sinking to thought begun,<br />
<br />
iced over and met, loop & clamor,<br />
his renewed clauses, particles of<br />
<br />
and danced, spectacular, seasons<br />
from such release, you held a<br />
<br />
light, a line : love’s rough edges,<br />
and tapped-out, climbed, then,<br />
<br />
as fragile distances reoccur to ease.<br />
Bedded-out, harmed, green-rust,<br />
<br />
Then spring to size & growth, it is<br />
These removals of sensation, musked.<br />
<br />
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152<br />
<br />
Child : heart. Eased or cloudy, and firm,<br />
too, to tell out, hasp and drone, clubbed.<br />
<br />
there, love’s eye permits to presence, at<br />
some distinction thrust or passed, a<br />
<br />
gray and lengthened motive, pursuit at<br />
lessened tempos, marked-out along<br />
<br />
the new : term, persist, flux of proper<br />
nouns unwound against the roof, and<br />
<br />
power’s remission to acts, but person.<br />
interruption, roses growing out, or a<br />
<br />
lawn toward her eases, Particular<br />
deaths are transformed, but never<br />
<br />
named, again, might be left astir<br />
to continents or started out, loop<br />
<br />
& term, and rift of, claw of, word:<br />
heard as terminal or floats, at<br />
<br />
movies named, seemed against the wood,<br />
or ever : motive astir throughout a<br />
<br />
lessened particle, charged up, noses<br />
at rugs and clarity, or forgot the<br />
<br />
way out, clothing, even, and left.<br />
Might stir. Additive, rushed out, a<br />
<br />
Description, and where events persist,<br />
the world, notations of loves begin<br />
<br />
-ning, laughs through the stars , playing<br />
again and roped among his eyes, done.<br />
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153<br />
<br />
And on the door of my house, the same<br />
inscription, the door I nailed together<br />
<br />
marked out, it was at juncture & calm,<br />
a door was made, set, hinged, circled.<br />
<br />
Often to turn, strengthened, along the way<br />
and cold, a heart’s mode, alarum, call:<br />
<br />
a roof, too, climbed, mailed, set to set,<br />
or over, alone, the color red red, a<br />
<br />
new tone or rescue, calling to gray<br />
news, the pages sent out or moved.<br />
<br />
Your own mood, then, friends gathered<br />
into one beginning, and sun or blue,<br />
<br />
the new eaves are set, too, and won<br />
out as contribution or net, screened<br />
<br />
& sung leafed over the moon, a<br />
storm subsides to doubt, hears, then<br />
<br />
moves throughout the same sending<br />
and met willingly among stony claims.<br />
<br />
Thirst. Wooden claims, the rest rests,<br />
and over all, one mood persists,<br />
<br />
where we set out against this move<br />
-ment, the fragile notations at eve<br />
<br />
-ning, and flown away to grow, a<br />
net resides, recall of duties flown<br />
<br />
to exclusion, at least, & costumed,<br />
dreamed, perfectly at rest, then.<br />
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154<br />
<br />
Mood & term, aligned betimes all ways,<br />
sunk arise, sentinel & song, the new<br />
<br />
line folds or spins, then, turned to spell<br />
some mark of light’s line & term,<br />
<br />
then, enfolded toward terms away to<br />
become or other : held, herd, the peak.<br />
<br />
Loafed, awry, below a moon away<br />
& then moved. But sprayed into<br />
<br />
the air & mouthed, sucked, her eye<br />
before & said, then, and raised<br />
<br />
again to hear some handle, is to<br />
speak or fold, blue among the<br />
<br />
senses, and pulsed among airs<br />
they are, as won & plumb, after<br />
<br />
these names, or made, light &<br />
song, marked, the room, is,<br />
<br />
told to spin, over these rings<br />
or made, then, as some rose<br />
<br />
sentencing, from, often or over,<br />
eased out & sold, the roof.<br />
<br />
Blue-orange and told, the day,<br />
or roughed-out, spun along &<br />
<br />
mode of, alarum of, the crept<br />
& folded pleasures, marking at<br />
<br />
these new airs, love’s clarity<br />
for gathering seed to song, as.<br />
<br />
155<br />
<br />
This regulation of distances, where ease<br />
submits the poem to some newer scrutiny,<br />
<br />
though not evasive, lessened toward its<br />
actual resonances, included in these acts.<br />
<br />
permission, thorough, lined, a word at:<br />
yr cautions might admit, then,<br />
<br />
so some penetration, act & song.<br />
I will not talk about this, now.<br />
<br />
At some well traveled distances.<br />
the rooftops gleam woodenly,<br />
<br />
or wet lines claim attention, at<br />
musk & song, the fragile rooms<br />
<br />
permit, lesion & air, or fathoms<br />
of actual presence, and followed<br />
<br />
toward your unhearing insistence<br />
as one among specific words, to<br />
<br />
pray out, line of : and sought,<br />
he meant, where distinction is<br />
<br />
hardly effacing, though pressed<br />
through acts to see & blue<br />
<br />
distances removed, or outer covers<br />
and specific removals toward<br />
<br />
what is uncovered, these put-on.<br />
rhythm of, line of, the one moon<br />
<br />
evading, life’s removals, to dust,<br />
and loves continents at sea.<br />
<br />
156<br />
<br />
Spare, line. Mark & turn, thrust away<br />
or way these, moved to & to, thus.<br />
<br />
And listing, slide a move a mark away.<br />
peel & turn, loaf a moon a meal is<br />
<br />
and filled, these clouds have settled<br />
through the air and spent, then, at<br />
<br />
term & call. Call to turn, another<br />
southern loop descends, drawn in<br />
<br />
from some settling to where the air<br />
resides, then, and terms the light<br />
<br />
to spell or chime, booked out and<br />
pictured, at a word, less, or<br />
<br />
claimed, rocked throughout and<br />
hard among single sentences,<br />
<br />
clipped-out, roughed in, or filled.<br />
Hold or clap. Where the air resides,<br />
<br />
into these cool chatterings of the eye,<br />
made a mark another, and then<br />
<br />
fooled, aside as spoke, through the<br />
light behaviors at stance & call.<br />
<br />
coppered on to turning, roof a<br />
moon to spin, love’s beginning<br />
<br />
to be told, spoke, uttering of the<br />
heart’s way, and held, storm<br />
<br />
and moon, the wind wept, his<br />
new ears wrinkling, then, & left.<br />
<br />
157<br />
<br />
Light’s life, the line, and moves, in<br />
this eventual speaking, and termed,<br />
<br />
anew, that persistence and favor are<br />
met, throughout the same, away, ;and<br />
<br />
turned, then along the line and told<br />
at heart & song, then, love’s beginning,<br />
<br />
or where we are, juncture & tone, the<br />
rough airs sending-out, termed to<br />
<br />
hold & speak, through the name of,<br />
day of, times turning at light begun.<br />
<br />
Thorough, a blue beginning : mark, the<br />
term & sign, booked, then, registered<br />
<br />
even in some failure of the eye to see,<br />
yet there is something seen, even, in<br />
<br />
what is felt, known, anew & spun,<br />
to thrust forward in conclusions<br />
<br />
made to hold, line & time, these are<br />
the new terms, and met, then, at<br />
<br />
rough joints of glue & wood, or a<br />
simple day unwound from some<br />
<br />
easy calculations of air & term :<br />
there. the snows forbid, entry<br />
<br />
of, seed sprouts to arrive at<br />
lid and pool, remove, tell float.<br />
<br />
begin & fold, speech to utter and<br />
then regard, look, see, air to air.<br />
<br />
158<br />
<br />
Light these loops regained, you<br />
passed through, ;medium of neglect,<br />
<br />
spun by these travelings-through. Again,<br />
hold, the day moves, loops toward recall<br />
<br />
& term, where we are, then, along the <br />
time of these particular lights, hard<br />
<br />
among distances. Loop & mark, his<br />
simple face with eyes aside, but<br />
<br />
glanced-out, whaled, perfect. A new<br />
removal entails some fragile<br />
<br />
rhythms : yr light keeping the way,<br />
and thorough specification is<br />
<br />
also arrived. Out of what we are,<br />
in some rejection of the blue<br />
<br />
noises, again, simple, statute<br />
& claim, we move throughout a<br />
<br />
day of, night of growth and light,<br />
love doubled out along the moon.<br />
<br />
But hold, you are the same way, alert.<br />
Mold. Loop of day regained, then, &<br />
<br />
some recollection simple & termed<br />
away, met, loaf of particular ice.<br />
<br />
show, then, where some angular<br />
shapes recall doubt’s redoubt,<br />
<br />
or love’s eases cast alert & simple.<br />
Wharf, doom, love’s new airs, are.<br />
<br />
159<br />
<br />
Light’s time arrives, thorough, mute, a<br />
roughed hue of singular terms, précised,<br />
<br />
the eloquent gestures forbid terminal song:<br />
but if she leaves or stays, no matter, there<br />
<br />
are others, and what one seeks, to mate, I’m<br />
presence, not drama, and what subsides<br />
<br />
then, is not sympathy but pressure, and<br />
the emptiness of love’s name is beginning,<br />
<br />
no nouns interfere, but yield, then, and a<br />
fragile eloquence submits us toward<br />
<br />
our others, business, or who we are in<br />
some community of acts, seeker & song:<br />
<br />
relief to thorough terms. Drift & spell.<br />
you would relax and open your<br />
<br />
legs to yourself, then, & plunge on in,<br />
reef & claw, the rough airs decide,<br />
<br />
and pool these open restrictions to some<br />
continents. Cool-out, then, & leap to<br />
<br />
the other shore, that what is spoke<br />
is also thought, & long enough to<br />
<br />
be sufficient, you know the rest,<br />
attired, then, from simple claim<br />
<br />
met, spun, woolen, a fringe of doubts,<br />
and sullen, skipped, wrapped from<br />
<br />
evening’s sensations, keep me well or<br />
leave, and alone, the rest rests<br />
<br />
160<br />
<br />
Loop resigned, or told, heart upon the line,<br />
and where there is nothing, then, substance<br />
<br />
permits, omits, occludes, but heaves<br />
through to hold, term & line, to light<br />
<br />
alight these songs : spun, won, out to<br />
these alert sentences who we are,<br />
<br />
skipped a beat & beaten : held & slipped<br />
up to leave the air aside & filled,<br />
<br />
yr hand, seeded & sent, dream to<br />
dream, then, but felt, slid, sent<br />
<br />
from trip to scene, awry at storm <br />
& toss, looped out & showered,<br />
<br />
how the eye permits, pleasure & <br />
song throughout the same isolation,<br />
<br />
even among these airs; loop to mood,<br />
and held, a rod to leaf away &<br />
<br />
throw, thrust, strung out, leaped at<br />
these hollow rooms we inhabit,<br />
<br />
& rhythm doubled hand over hand,<br />
jerked, rubbed, gloved by the eye’s<br />
<br />
telling, but if she’s willing, perhaps,<br />
too, she is empty, made so by<br />
<br />
this gentleness of withdrawal, tenor &<br />
claim, as one is made to be these<br />
<br />
moments of life, might there be, too,<br />
a play & room, air of, night of, love.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-36308828019464907362007-04-21T09:47:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:40:52.349-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book V|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
161<br />
<br />
Looped out, held back, firmed.<br />
You might arrive yourself, & hold,<br />
<br />
the blue airs unravel & stir, pulsed<br />
up, your eyes are new, too, to<br />
<br />
hold on & slip away ;& down, to<br />
image these states, eye to eye, &<br />
<br />
willing to permit these pleasures<br />
of, terms of, lines of and remove.<br />
<br />
Push, then, term to line & held.<br />
a room permits, then, yields, as<br />
<br />
color & term reminds outer of the<br />
roofed pass, claim, effect & mood,<br />
<br />
growth to line, her cool eye has<br />
some energy. Sloop to cool, arise<br />
<br />
the term, roof anew, remind you<br />
have some acts to lease, farewell,<br />
<br />
come in & stay, remove & hold; the<br />
single elevations permit or raise,<br />
<br />
then clear to yield, sailed, sheeped,<br />
marked the rail & shape, at<br />
<br />
sharped, graphed at shore-of<br />
peel to room, love’s toppled.<br />
<br />
162<br />
<br />
Roped-out, pooled, the specific desig-<br />
nates remove or peel, then term,<br />
<br />
loop to sell, sail, elope to sentences.<br />
scatter throughout & mark, often<br />
<br />
among the room & skip, sell & firm, the<br />
score of, line of, anterior profound, the<br />
<br />
leap to skip, heart, aloof or told,<br />
then mark to sell, sail, love’s eye<br />
<br />
begun, termed, then, at score & set,<br />
the shades belong or turn, prose,<br />
<br />
red shapes red their rooms and sail<br />
again their dogs or ropes also<br />
<br />
begun there & there, looped, astir<br />
her red heart bloomed but then<br />
<br />
alone the day & ript-out, salt,<br />
roam of light’s duties, lost at<br />
<br />
song & term held aloof or wrapt<br />
astir & sent, then, light’s blue<br />
<br />
self and calm : we hold along the<br />
way, roomed out & slippt, as<br />
<br />
a worn and termed room becomes<br />
again becomes, sail, sail, sail.<br />
<br />
163<br />
<br />
Day to arrive, leafed at the foot, seen,<br />
journal of time’s remembrance, or old.<br />
<br />
Your sleep might fit, but hold, to, to<br />
open parts unwound, again, & blue<br />
<br />
airs wept. We saw the eagle, even here,<br />
heard his shrill & even tone, winged<br />
<br />
out & called. Not today, though, but<br />
sloops & centers, the sun’s mood of, her :<br />
<br />
and see, too, how they hold, art of<br />
line & grace, the trees speak, birds<br />
<br />
of the earth’s feathering, yoked, pushed<br />
around, then, the heart’s anchoring<br />
<br />
in place or half among the distances,<br />
pillowed into resonance, spoke to what<br />
<br />
is firm & distant, seed begun, room<br />
of the air’s beginning, light spent at<br />
<br />
open doors, yr mouth receives, too, at<br />
song & line, no manacle to doubt, a<br />
<br />
simple resonance unwound, force to<br />
air simplicity, fold enfold, air to life, a<br />
<br />
breath away, and set; hawk or pin, the<br />
roof is plain & empty, send the day, along.<br />
<br />
164<br />
<br />
Time’s name subsides to light, turns <br />
to hold & send along, to be<br />
<br />
these rooms & modes alarm &<br />
call, speak, day becomes the<br />
<br />
term & life of light’s beginning<br />
along the long way out, and<br />
<br />
held-to, term & song, then, & held,<br />
roofed, spun, alarm & call, the<br />
<br />
rough beginnings plunged & pusht.<br />
your heart is also opening, &<br />
<br />
looped throughout the same way<br />
sending, then, & termed, to<br />
<br />
push to hold, then name a<br />
day is sent, turn & mark,<br />
<br />
yield of, name of, sending<br />
out to tell, then, here and<br />
<br />
here, you are the same, and<br />
spoke, then, throughout, or<br />
<br />
told, then, into these rooms<br />
to make, mark, spot & tone<br />
<br />
to hear these lights are spoke<br />
again, love’s name arrives.<br />
<br />
165<br />
<br />
Quantity, measure of light’s time;<br />
loop, a day, arrived, to throw<br />
<br />
& term, there, these ropes align<br />
and turn, leaped through and<br />
<br />
to below belong, as tell or told<br />
in marks, shine and yield where<br />
<br />
we move in terms alight from<br />
some marks, there, as held to<br />
<br />
move, lark and door, attend<br />
enfold as fork and red a<br />
<br />
rope is sent, spar or room, a<br />
form, come to short bestowal,<br />
<br />
whipped out and spun, the open<br />
day is lit, or after, forms<br />
<br />
of, term : heart the line, after<br />
or told, then, and single sen-<br />
<br />
tencing, or senses, then, where a<br />
roof or time, light’s love<br />
<br />
is raft & turn, blue occasioned:<br />
lift as leap, the mouth begun,<br />
<br />
climb or skip, but hold as spoke<br />
from sense, rhyme of, grown.<br />
<br />
166<br />
<br />
Roof to line, mouthed, a seed.<br />
Eye & song, we are along<br />
<br />
the line & loomed-out, hard<br />
to these airs & terms, then,<br />
<br />
and looped light, form to hold,<br />
<br />
or spoke, as song and light’s<br />
life, here, then, and moved.<br />
<br />
floating, single, sent or perched,<br />
a pool & sigh : the air resides<br />
<br />
& cools, and in the ceremonies, a<br />
preparation into life’s light<br />
<br />
becoming, or there to there, as<br />
spoke, the room decides, as<br />
<br />
some beginning, hard upon the<br />
line, driven down, the earth<br />
<br />
of names, she hears, told, the<br />
rough claims met, soaring<br />
<br />
out, split up the center, as<br />
some rooms are made &<br />
<br />
set, the air of, term of, these<br />
new times looped at seas:<br />
<br />
your food, heart, blood & time.<br />
<br />
167<br />
<br />
Mark, time & line; the eye’s flame is<br />
burst, but turned, too, to tell,<br />
<br />
other and out, from some one<br />
begun, as spoke, and told, then<br />
<br />
at sign & line, air of the term and<br />
gong, as line, then spun, these<br />
<br />
orange marks, blue and gray they<br />
are, and moved to this centering<br />
<br />
of act and word where we spell<br />
out from time or name, the<br />
<br />
day’s own speech in things seen,<br />
there, where some fragile eloquence<br />
<br />
of life’s beginnings rings us out<br />
from the air, or won, heard<br />
<br />
at the heart’s blood split, then,<br />
to make singleness a name<br />
<br />
& not a state, a will and no<br />
new act but seed and term,<br />
<br />
will or spun, your liking in some<br />
sentencing, held and rough’t<br />
<br />
to blue and green, around,<br />
eagle, spoon & loom, thus.<br />
<br />
168<br />
<br />
Carried between, paged, alert, the<br />
rows are caught, interior this prise:<br />
<br />
eye-scene, missed, cloud, affirm,<br />
to lead the slow edge kept alert,<br />
<br />
too, marked out inside align to hold,<br />
but below, sloop of indigent wafer.<br />
<br />
And moon along the rest, rests, subside<br />
and call, among benign lumescence,<br />
<br />
dived in and fell, a term asleep<br />
or thrust throughout, a home, would.<br />
<br />
Walls, light, stooped & caught,<br />
at term and gong, your slips are<br />
<br />
there, too, at mood & song is not<br />
alone or only caught, to slips held<br />
<br />
or spoke, poem at skid granito, too,<br />
grainy, seeds covered with red<br />
<br />
juice, mouthed, agape, long-scoring<br />
pomegranate name of skills beguile.<br />
<br />
Verb: tight to spear your cool lips<br />
where some scrutiny (apparent) laps<br />
<br />
longer lids of other often oozes name<br />
of day’s light looped away often.<br />
<br />
169<br />
<br />
Slips, a leaf a mark, attuned: leap.<br />
Beside what is easy, assumed to<br />
<br />
hold, or there, and stormed along, a<br />
room or home, painted yellow walls,<br />
<br />
and going: thirst astir and sent<br />
to leave or mark, hold, terms to<br />
<br />
stay and yield, this opening of the<br />
way, line or mark, seen. Eventual<br />
<br />
and simple, built into what is there<br />
and sent, sentence, the room<br />
<br />
and song, heaved out or sent, at<br />
storm & stir, to eases left, or<br />
<br />
modeled out along the time, room<br />
and place, the single particle<br />
<br />
of blue noises and some turning<br />
out of time, held affirmed the<br />
<br />
easy distances are unfound, but<br />
leafed profound, storm, green<br />
<br />
and green, but next to each other<br />
as one by one they simplify, or<br />
<br />
disappear, as I go by, some<br />
stiffening of the spirit, love’s game<br />
<br />
170<br />
<br />
Made, a mode, mark : bell and<br />
line, turned along to hold to<br />
<br />
time’s beginning. This move is<br />
made & spoke, but hear, the<br />
<br />
heart’s line is met, weak, to<br />
spin and hold, then, alert<br />
<br />
to speak, will & term, made,<br />
the way of, term of, line<br />
<br />
and song, life’s beginning as<br />
are told, then, heaved up to<br />
<br />
meet these posts & horses, alone<br />
even, and in the dark, to<br />
<br />
be the man of wool, made<br />
what he is in words begun<br />
<br />
& heed, the heart’s way is<br />
made to meet and hold,<br />
<br />
to be these lines preceding,<br />
all among its distances,<br />
<br />
his thicket, burnt, as light’s<br />
year is thought, then, at<br />
<br />
climb & tomb, the way is true,<br />
but held, firmed, floated out.<br />
<br />
171<br />
<br />
Day and time, made through<br />
-out the same and turning, re<br />
<br />
-turned again and spoke, it says<br />
, thoughtfully. Light’s bells<br />
<br />
are also new and met thus<br />
and willingly, death’s turn<br />
<br />
return of the year, and met<br />
at the blood’s turning into<br />
<br />
life, though turned against<br />
its will, even, into sleep, or<br />
<br />
some forgetting, then, of dream<br />
and song. You are, then,<br />
<br />
termed anew this day betimes<br />
and thought into life by yr<br />
<br />
own being to be the same way,<br />
word and mood, turned along<br />
<br />
the line and spoke, underway<br />
or seen to be these things<br />
<br />
of life’s own choosing: long<br />
along the way, from light<br />
<br />
to time as mood & claim, this<br />
sun of days and nights.<br />
<br />
172<br />
<br />
Loops line aligned, or term of<br />
spoke at set and yield, through<br />
<br />
the air and sending between the<br />
eyes, a spot, made along the<br />
<br />
line to hear again some specific<br />
sending-out where it lies-to<br />
<br />
these simple notices: marked to<br />
term throughout the same, and<br />
<br />
sent : hold and speak, along to<br />
hear, song and eye promote,<br />
<br />
arrive, renewed among some air<br />
and left, or inert to hearing,<br />
<br />
and listen wherein along and<br />
turned, then, to tell between,<br />
<br />
and spoke, erect to send as<br />
begun to time and set, at<br />
<br />
stir and song, looped between,<br />
sagged out and tense, heart<br />
<br />
to ear, looped throughout and<br />
heard, the groups and senses<br />
<br />
or spilt, blood of the year turns<br />
and turns, singing us out again.<br />
<br />
173<br />
<br />
two lives saved last night by<br />
the fire: we drew the stars of<br />
<br />
our fear away, and held to life’s<br />
bright glow in our heart, and in<br />
<br />
this way won over death’s close<br />
entry, and the life we gained is also<br />
<br />
new, and cherished, seed of, love’s<br />
new beginning to be alone, and<br />
<br />
where the fire helped us into this<br />
truth & song, hope at the edges<br />
<br />
of our naming, the life and seed<br />
within the fire, how we are<br />
<br />
two in one, this fear traversed,<br />
and weak, too, from grieving,<br />
<br />
needing food, the heart’s blood<br />
restored by caring, and holding<br />
<br />
in my arms my own life and<br />
death, cold, on the ground, and<br />
<br />
jumped, and won among our<br />
lines, in some simple joy at the<br />
<br />
specific power of specific places<br />
love’s name unwound again.<br />
<br />
174<br />
<br />
It is met, this child of the spirit,<br />
of the heart’s dying flown out<br />
<br />
and into its bright hemisphere,<br />
there on the mountain where<br />
<br />
she lives, circumscribed and fired<br />
at the center, and who we<br />
<br />
are is known in this double-<br />
dying we have made and<br />
<br />
met : the hag rushed by and<br />
you came back. Dark birds<br />
<br />
flew away. Your second slide<br />
was personal, you were tired.<br />
<br />
You have given me my death,<br />
not your own. And this<br />
<br />
becoming of light to which we<br />
are returned is life itself,<br />
<br />
Made of food and bright<br />
things for the eyes. We<br />
<br />
are all eye and sung, &<br />
seen as what we are,<br />
<br />
and this specific song for<br />
a specific child : the next fire is joy.<br />
<br />
175<br />
<br />
Marked, away, and long this<br />
specific loop returned, restored.<br />
<br />
The time, so, or light and green,<br />
but named, the ease of pasture,<br />
<br />
and thrust along, or held, term<br />
of insistence, sharp, aligned, home.<br />
<br />
Your own naming persists, and<br />
caution’s birthday celebrates a<br />
<br />
new renewal. Sun or image of, &<br />
met or made, term, alarm, mark.<br />
<br />
Your own term went away, returned,<br />
buried at the hill. Trees circled.<br />
<br />
And food, here, returns the will to<br />
its own firing. And burned, a<br />
<br />
term of life, and full, or filled<br />
sentences are left away, given<br />
<br />
to utterance by the will to speech,<br />
seeing, then, how we are moved,<br />
<br />
alarum & call, mood of, time of,<br />
recall to doubt, but holding<br />
<br />
firm and jumped, alive & well,<br />
flown, aside, loop to tell, hold.<br />
<br />
176<br />
<br />
Moved, along the light’s turning, to<br />
serve and sing, or, arisen out,<br />
<br />
held to term away & hold, fly a<br />
moon away and marked : hold, then<br />
<br />
mark, your feet are sharp, woolen,<br />
and pointed out, a face of gentle-<br />
<br />
ness, or life, named out, small bird.<br />
Another turning makes us out to<br />
<br />
this life we are, orange red firing<br />
in the heart’s time, or moved. To<br />
<br />
be these days we are also, fly<br />
and spin, a slow sending of<br />
<br />
time in time, counted along the<br />
line in these beginnings, or skips<br />
<br />
away, no sleep, or regained, and<br />
well, tied up, roomed out, these<br />
<br />
singular rasps are also new, &<br />
sheeped a line, or spent away,<br />
<br />
to hold, time, lined beyond this<br />
turning, where the face forces<br />
<br />
well, and met, the same, or out<br />
to some beginning, to fly and spin.<br />
<br />
177<br />
<br />
this year turned out, tape to<br />
loop to turn around, and out<br />
<br />
to tell, dog and sail, and termed away<br />
“red-orange island-husked formalities,”<br />
<br />
and met, tape to loop, and out, or<br />
outer, automatic, and too much<br />
<br />
resigned, or, Christ taken away<br />
to mass masked, or clumped to<br />
<br />
spin away, or met anew, and made,<br />
totem and song, or followed, then,<br />
<br />
and made away, and to, too, total<br />
and foreign, but made anew, this<br />
<br />
seeing we are begun, and made.<br />
So it comes and out, like<br />
<br />
pleasure’s emptying of seed upon yr<br />
hand, and in my own beginning,<br />
<br />
the same, and let your tears<br />
begin, a prelude, at least, where<br />
<br />
contracts, at least are not made<br />
or renewed, but begun, then,<br />
<br />
among these transfers of light,<br />
where ‘they have nothing in mind.’<br />
<br />
178<br />
<br />
And one, begun, termed full, alive and<br />
won, or opened, bird’s song and<br />
<br />
seed, sung down and made alert,<br />
uprised, moot or blue, blown-out, a<br />
<br />
move to tell and speak, name, known,<br />
then, to speak alert along; borne<br />
<br />
to see in ashes won this dream<br />
is crossed, the fire made properly,<br />
<br />
but long down long & holde out,<br />
or thorough, the time of its occur<br />
<br />
-ring, halved or spun, its sequencing<br />
and line, or where they wait for<br />
<br />
imaging, roamed & flown, sound<br />
along this specific edge, shown<br />
<br />
throughout the same styled, overt:<br />
music marked a drum is strung<br />
<br />
& tuned, played by a child.<br />
Turn, and having chosen, go<br />
<br />
& having gone through, turn<br />
return arise the history of<br />
<br />
the seed messaged your hand<br />
& tongue, sung, alert, begun.<br />
<br />
179<br />
<br />
Mark, the day arrives, and soon,<br />
claimed between some distancing,<br />
<br />
termed along the line : alert. Hold<br />
from these fragile colors, seen, a<br />
<br />
registration of blue and green<br />
leaves, or sentencing life to verbs.<br />
<br />
Room. The lines permit, turn, the<br />
reef subsides, and dust relieves<br />
<br />
to life; or lighted, surround, permit,<br />
held and sworn, worked-out and<br />
<br />
sung, from establishing. Warped to<br />
sailing, and formed, image, a<br />
<br />
claim and thrust, but signed,<br />
ahead, flown, the motives are<br />
<br />
regained, but clipped, moved,<br />
and term. Line along and<br />
<br />
hold, there, time’s line lined &<br />
spun, the leaves are made<br />
<br />
green to edge and set, then,<br />
as line and term, mark, set,<br />
<br />
to blow these specific distances<br />
out, at ocean’s call & moon.<br />
<br />
180<br />
<br />
The term, line, elapsed to turn, and<br />
hung throughout along, held & moved.<br />
<br />
time of, line of, and moved along,<br />
held, or left among the distances.<br />
<br />
skim to leap, leaf, room & time,<br />
recall to dust, side & line, way.<br />
<br />
the moon. Or skips, but hold,<br />
and call the time away, on.<br />
<br />
Term, of, and ease, but leans<br />
along and saw, mask, into<br />
<br />
a particular dream, and rest<br />
here, assumed or drawn, out<br />
<br />
from distinction pressed, critical<br />
to suppose and hang around the<br />
<br />
edge. But carry through & say,<br />
told or spoke, centered at a<br />
<br />
new turning, or where we are.<br />
And move, mood to line, spoke,<br />
<br />
eased among, or heard, then, as<br />
a lengthening of will, roofed.<br />
<br />
Along the lone line. Way : edge.<br />
spooned hard, or into, eagle, spoke.<br />
<br />
181<br />
<br />
Well enough, and turned, through<br />
the air and met, you are, and<br />
<br />
here, but along the way, held.<br />
The moon, sent, set, blue air.<br />
<br />
Worthed, out, bird or small time,<br />
rests, & heart, spun, out the<br />
<br />
place, after & set : here, the<br />
air moves, pealed or mark.<br />
<br />
Forms, often the line to mark,<br />
and sent to life by these<br />
<br />
lights unwound, resist, calm<br />
is moved these airs willing :<br />
<br />
but scored along & waits to<br />
hear some strong color, word,<br />
<br />
or expects to room among the<br />
others, shaded, the marks are<br />
<br />
grown along and hastening a<br />
loom or loop, association of <br />
<br />
sounds, scale and motive along<br />
my own singing, but heart,<br />
<br />
a foam, sanded out & claimed,<br />
or long along the way, out.<br />
<br />
182<br />
<br />
The line, moved, to hear & speak.<br />
Shift to set and marks, hold.<br />
<br />
The light bends, then, willingly<br />
through shape and time, spent<br />
<br />
toward motive, recall, regain, a<br />
time alert to hold and grow:<br />
<br />
but heart, the day’s anchor, is<br />
hurt, or singed, or wood, or<br />
<br />
green itself, and left away,<br />
at ease and juncture, or claimed.<br />
<br />
Mood elevation of dusk, sought<br />
at least, a place to sit, and<br />
<br />
seen, prey of the eye, loaf.<br />
Lines are caught, lines are<br />
<br />
met, the willing act portends,<br />
but speak, air, to claim<br />
<br />
attention, or warp along<br />
the day begins, and met.<br />
<br />
Hold, day, and grow among us:<br />
loom the row with wool or<br />
<br />
flux, and color yr eyes blue<br />
or met or held, held, affirm.<br />
<br />
183<br />
<br />
But moved toward what is light,<br />
or new, regained from quietude<br />
<br />
or words, even, even & precise,<br />
the other lines pretending or<br />
<br />
lessened, or driven back to doubt:<br />
anchor & tune, new rooms permit.<br />
<br />
Often or other, and then return.<br />
Outer or other, the new way<br />
<br />
is laid open, only or new or<br />
moved, bird and name, random<br />
<br />
or motive, turned, swarmed,<br />
opened, lighted. Left along,<br />
<br />
mood & time, where they have<br />
grown along silence, unpoetic.<br />
<br />
But these days hold & speak:<br />
they are they, unremitting and<br />
<br />
imprecise : rain might clear the<br />
air. Another slow descent to<br />
<br />
meaning. Another rough texture<br />
into pleasantries, and then<br />
<br />
remiss or passion. Nouns.<br />
These growing claims to light.<br />
<br />
184<br />
<br />
Edge to peak, or seen asleep, the<br />
moon & triangle, hard & heard.<br />
<br />
Looped among the airs away, a<br />
pool streamed beside the way,<br />
<br />
then spoke, or met : revised, met,<br />
the fragile lines elongate, then<br />
<br />
turn to send ascend the time is<br />
long along, but skipped-out.<br />
<br />
Mountain. But scale, to see the<br />
size & hear, loop to line, term<br />
<br />
of. Mark. Then hold to line & light,<br />
or shaded, roped, met, among<br />
<br />
some active distancing, voiced<br />
or small or even smaller.<br />
<br />
the blue noises creep throughout,<br />
and move among the solitudes,<br />
<br />
seem to be the things they are<br />
and meet the air willingly, to<br />
<br />
become some sentencing anew<br />
and turned or slipped, but<br />
<br />
gained regained the power of<br />
moving, them, along the line.<br />
<br />
185<br />
<br />
Moved, at term, full & silent,<br />
but thrust to life’s beginnings.<br />
<br />
Line, to fall free & set, mark<br />
of the air’s renewal & washed.<br />
<br />
Heart, term of the light’s behaviors.<br />
Noon, a box of airs and webs, at.<br />
<br />
Loomed among these terms to<br />
some rejoinder among-along,<br />
<br />
and hard at color & time, the<br />
new lines permit some destination,<br />
<br />
then, and termed away, away,<br />
to hold & sing, then, there are<br />
<br />
some times remiss, but slow,<br />
and hold, too much foregained,<br />
<br />
and wait, the lines are new<br />
and met, then, along the way.<br />
<br />
Speak, then, at juncture & calm,<br />
where we have passed through<br />
<br />
these close terms & helped, or<br />
spoke, ear & song, at the<br />
<br />
world’s outer edge, new moved,<br />
then, and held along time.<br />
<br />
186<br />
<br />
Mood among time to line the air.<br />
You are, and turned-to, here,<br />
<br />
a mark or light to come between<br />
then, and hold throughout the same.<br />
<br />
But tell, as spoke, to hear & send<br />
the line along the way is said,<br />
<br />
there, and turned again the same<br />
in some time, met & spent, in.<br />
<br />
the light, then, of some beginning<br />
to be the same way sending-in.<br />
<br />
hold, then speak, to say the time<br />
is set & turning, then, in<br />
<br />
some sentencing or term, a<br />
moon or setting, around the<br />
<br />
line outlined or told, to hear<br />
the steps between these spaces<br />
<br />
or elongations one in one, a<br />
new post away or skipped,<br />
<br />
then, in the air & trembling,<br />
heart or eye the same, and<br />
<br />
seen, along the line, term<br />
and mark, claimed, set, done.<br />
<br />
187<br />
<br />
Spin and hold these lines are met.<br />
Face or tell or seen between.<br />
<br />
The new moon elongates, told,<br />
there are some others along the way,<br />
<br />
and held, sometimes, too close to<br />
be the things they are, & turn.<br />
<br />
Line. Mark. Term : hold and sing,<br />
then, above her moving in & in,<br />
<br />
but then, explosions from the night,<br />
begun, at juncture and calm,<br />
<br />
or where we are among these lives,<br />
and touched, to quietude, fathom<br />
<br />
and claim, or outer, recall<br />
& claim, the fragile distances<br />
<br />
are new & sung, outer & met,<br />
resonance of the close time.<br />
<br />
Heart marked along the terms<br />
a sun is cleaned and set,<br />
<br />
out along the rooms & scenes<br />
from their own motives, held<br />
<br />
or spoke, there are those wings<br />
and shoals, blued-out & new.<br />
<br />
188<br />
<br />
Term & fortune, where they lie out<br />
across the line, heard & seen, in<br />
<br />
some beginning, anew, term and mark,<br />
where they long along begin, then, here.<br />
<br />
Turn return: the day is told, hold:<br />
these loops regained, pole & tone,<br />
<br />
the fragile distances yield, south,<br />
a way to see the sun, begun,<br />
<br />
at term & shine. Room and spun<br />
the roof, and out along the way<br />
<br />
as some line along the ridge &<br />
heart. Firm or spent, then, asway,<br />
<br />
from these lines as wrapt, scheme<br />
of use to some fire, thought to<br />
<br />
the rising of the heart or spoke,<br />
to lease and sentence, roof &<br />
<br />
shore, sanded, spun, eagle’s turn<br />
return, and loop among the<br />
<br />
openings, shore & gong, wave.<br />
Or are you set, sent, said,<br />
<br />
the rest regained, from where<br />
you were and are, here.<br />
<br />
189<br />
<br />
And down the line, but met going<br />
on, then, to some meeting, wherein<br />
<br />
the time omits to pressure, holds, gives<br />
and grieves, even, and met without<br />
<br />
continuing the way, heart mounted<br />
over or slung around, in no end<br />
<br />
the same way sent the same way<br />
out begun or flown through what<br />
<br />
is spoke, even, sent or sentenced,<br />
and life’s line out to hold & tell,<br />
<br />
there, among the terms met<br />
mark & fall, but arising, there,<br />
<br />
from energy spent or spoke in<br />
this light beginning to become<br />
<br />
the same way sent & said, to<br />
turn along the line and meet<br />
<br />
the way is set or spoke this<br />
opening of the heart and held<br />
<br />
throughout the name and mark<br />
as told or slipped aside, turn<br />
<br />
& hold your own time moving<br />
in & in, the line is met, along.<br />
<br />
190<br />
<br />
And down again, along the line<br />
And listening, too, to what is<br />
<br />
there to hear, thumping, as spoke<br />
& wheel, heart-spoke and turn,<br />
<br />
wheel & way, or loom & tine, to<br />
forked purposes, or divided times,<br />
<br />
the even spin of the eye’s light,<br />
and around the turn, here, we<br />
<br />
moved throughout these elongations<br />
to the pace of life’s renewal,<br />
<br />
in speech & sign, there, how the<br />
way is set beside the line<br />
<br />
and met, her heart heaved<br />
& mine, too, mined or met,<br />
<br />
there are these deliveries &<br />
sighings, and run out, the<br />
<br />
open door is open, and<br />
all ways so & so: spin the<br />
<br />
chart or chant the way a<br />
way is turned along & long<br />
<br />
to meet the eye, coming back<br />
the same, met, seen, spoke.<br />
<br />
191<br />
<br />
Termed, aloft. The air spins, to<br />
seem the same and yet be one:<br />
<br />
there is some distinction to pass<br />
across, then, and seem to see,<br />
<br />
even. But heart the woods’ words<br />
are named; image, tree, song<br />
<br />
and drum, though not to alternate<br />
but leave the way clear through<br />
<br />
-out, and hold to time’s saying<br />
thus and so, or paired to turning<br />
<br />
in this brittle brilliance, then, &<br />
sew the patches on, and yield,<br />
<br />
throughout, told, the way is flown, <br />
to eagle’s seeds, cast up<br />
<br />
into her eye, the child begun<br />
& left alone to grow outer<br />
<br />
and out, then, at some new<br />
juncture cast aloft & strewn<br />
<br />
out, or told. Said, the new airs<br />
tremble & shore, hold & spin, a<br />
<br />
cast of terms, marked or moved,<br />
and sleep, these dreams arise<br />
<br />
192<br />
<br />
Direction, pause, turn and hold,<br />
there are these terms, met aloft.<br />
<br />
Back-spin, out to tell the way<br />
is set and made, or heard,<br />
<br />
then, among the line’s permissions,<br />
then, where we are here & here,<br />
<br />
as some distinction evades &<br />
closes in upon the way, of<br />
<br />
line and term, spoke, the wheels<br />
are molded, roomed, aloft, or<br />
<br />
gained, then, at these rises of<br />
tone or armed & teethed, a<br />
<br />
rough alert alone, or skilled<br />
and taut, for elongation<br />
<br />
and musk, do you hear the<br />
names we give to change?<br />
<br />
But traveled out or told, at<br />
sense and stir, at pool &<br />
<br />
drum, and misses the term, a<br />
full drawer, a slipped ear,<br />
<br />
his days are full, eagled &<br />
spun, flown, arrived & time.<br />
<br />
193<br />
<br />
Loomed peal, the sun’s own time,<br />
or : rise, light and scene, to<br />
<br />
spell the day out & outer, at<br />
juncture & point, a room<br />
<br />
to spin or turn : the air subsides<br />
to move the way, or set, or<br />
<br />
settle out the seeing, from<br />
shades lingered and spent, to<br />
<br />
leap among these terms, mark<br />
and mood to the edges of time<br />
<br />
where there are these remembrances<br />
embraced through the song<br />
<br />
of, line of, doubt’s behaviors,<br />
recalled, beaked. The nose<br />
<br />
is, color of, scaled into a<br />
free term, these blue beginnings<br />
<br />
are met or held, spoke among<br />
the remainders, bird to sail,<br />
<br />
folded in upon in, awaits.<br />
Flush the roomy folder, hold<br />
<br />
along the air among a way<br />
to ease & term, along, held.<br />
<br />
194<br />
<br />
Moved to mark, spin, hold to term,<br />
aloft, then made to move, ahead,<br />
<br />
the way. But told or spoke,<br />
at sense and realm, there are<br />
<br />
life’s behaviors into seeing, and<br />
thrust, at time beside these<br />
<br />
airs removed or sent, but held<br />
& lifted out sentenced into<br />
<br />
these positions as they slide<br />
around harmlessly, then, and<br />
<br />
mood to mark, term to ship,<br />
as rope & sling, not the<br />
<br />
new airs receding but cap-<br />
suled out, then wrapt, as<br />
<br />
some light begins, seed & sung,<br />
then, or there are some rooms<br />
<br />
receding into white, the doors<br />
on wheels, as we are, then,<br />
<br />
windowed out, and cleared,<br />
the mark, or termed, then,<br />
<br />
up, air, at name & stance,<br />
a birth a day is made to see.<br />
<br />
195<br />
<br />
Marked, line along. Hold, these<br />
fragile airs are turned, termed<br />
<br />
aloft and sudden, light’s turn<br />
and song, or slow to hold &<br />
<br />
tell, or spoke, the line & song:<br />
thus, and hold, the way is<br />
<br />
set, or spun. And out, then, among<br />
these airs resembled toward<br />
<br />
morning or moving, then, and held,<br />
hard, the time of this telling,<br />
<br />
then, there and met, or swung,<br />
sudden to see and leap,<br />
<br />
a new pull or shape and stance,<br />
the open ocean sailing in<br />
<br />
and sung, into this beginning<br />
to be these airs removed<br />
<br />
along the way and held, there,<br />
firm affirm to see and tell,<br />
<br />
then, or turned at pulled out,<br />
from some forms regained,<br />
<br />
or felled, leapt, flight, a<br />
bird a term a way beheld.<br />
<br />
196<br />
<br />
And moves, mark along the time, to<br />
light, or sentenced, there, at set<br />
<br />
and stance, manned-out or lighted<br />
through the step and pull of these<br />
<br />
benign rooms and airs, or whited<br />
at the shore, seen & named, out,<br />
<br />
at these names of some beginning<br />
to be the same, and then slipp’t.<br />
<br />
at the line, and moved among, or<br />
held. Store and song. Line-out.<br />
<br />
:At the lift aloft of blue balloons,<br />
the art subsides out, to hold or<br />
<br />
scrape the rough terms met-out.<br />
Relieve & spin, are you held or<br />
<br />
heard, there are distinctions to<br />
be met and named, or one<br />
<br />
among the distances, prolonged<br />
and then grown, the ridge is<br />
<br />
furled, skipped through and then<br />
left or loomed, then, at the<br />
<br />
sewing roofed, a mouth, days:<br />
eagle to sky, or light, spun.<br />
<br />
197<br />
<br />
Moved more among the time’s marks,<br />
termed to tell, hold & spin along.<br />
<br />
The light settles around yr head,<br />
or turns to & holds, then, there<br />
<br />
where we are set, or sentenced,<br />
along the line & met, then,<br />
<br />
at stance & pole, star to film,<br />
and finished, a work a day<br />
<br />
and set, start to edge at<br />
these moods poled-in & swept,<br />
<br />
out or outer, and dark, but<br />
spent, spirit of the day, & held<br />
<br />
there are no movies or alarums<br />
into keeping spent the new<br />
<br />
airs removed to seeing, and<br />
held hard along the edge.<br />
<br />
More to say, then, there, and<br />
posted out into leaning, a<br />
<br />
room or fence termed “door,”<br />
and then filled out & spill,<br />
<br />
the flaw peels thorough, &<br />
birth, a day, eagle, to see.<br />
<br />
198<br />
<br />
<br />
Light’s line arrives, and told, to<br />
say the heart’s time, or one, as<br />
<br />
a telling, and spun, time-out of<br />
these released, then, at a sense<br />
<br />
& song, there, often and other, the<br />
new tune or song, and which<br />
<br />
is after, then, along the way of<br />
these beginnings to be the same,<br />
<br />
or pattern or name, even, the<br />
fragile colors subside into morn<br />
<br />
-ing, where these released nouns<br />
(us, as) reside, clamor & gong,<br />
<br />
participially pronounced, green<br />
red, the name of orange, told,<br />
<br />
the route and moon, move and<br />
clear, air out and warm sen<br />
<br />
-tences: collapse & room the day<br />
your eagle senses eye to see<br />
<br />
love’s open fragrance, at world<br />
or plea, the stance required,<br />
<br />
but good, then, being love’s<br />
name, to fly this course of looms.<br />
<br />
199<br />
<br />
Line to term, save away, as<br />
spoke or told, then, there,<br />
<br />
at set and juncture, as mood<br />
or loop, and told, among<br />
<br />
these patterns, as some air<br />
begins to say, a way is made<br />
<br />
and moved, line, air, are to<br />
tell and made, loop, hear,<br />
<br />
the mode of and alarm, might<br />
become a manner or set<br />
<br />
of speaking, eye to loom &<br />
heart of these peals of day,<br />
<br />
and looped among, heart<br />
eye & song, then, and made,<br />
<br />
mark to term, then, aloft<br />
and sudden, or term to<br />
<br />
mark, air, are, wooden &<br />
begun, the thoughts are not<br />
<br />
simply there, an interplay of<br />
song and time, and jumped<br />
<br />
out, leaped out, the new<br />
moon springs to life’s light.<br />
<br />
200<br />
<br />
Love is a madness from which some<br />
Die into new becoming, where the<br />
<br />
Center of the body’s behaviors breathe<br />
The eye into its knowing of the<br />
<br />
Heart. In some, it is the middle of<br />
Life’s beginning, and in others never<br />
<br />
Arrives, even after death’s silences<br />
Mourn their quickness, but in being<br />
<br />
One to love do we make that journey<br />
Neither becoming the other, but merely<br />
<br />
Dying into life and holding on to<br />
These terms : mark, light, as spoke<br />
<br />
To tell these airs removed along<br />
Along, among the proprieties of<br />
The air’s beginning to be new<br />
<br />
And thus beheld to know the moon<br />
in its triangulations, spoke, held,<br />
<br />
affirm-firmed, out layered and<br />
benign, lighted, framed, filmed,<br />
<br />
even, and profuse, there, & spun, <br />
air to loft aloft, and termed<br />
<br />
anew, one, met, spun, sung<br />
whole, arrived, met & turned.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
201 (lapse 1.26-2.5.75)<br />
<br />
Time’s sense : aloft, the room, of<br />
some distinctness, or perfect shapes.<br />
<br />
Your ropes, there, a single loop, heaved<br />
out, roofed-in another score,<br />
<br />
at the range of some disturbance,<br />
day declares, feeling my way, a<br />
<br />
cool collapse is blackened thorough,<br />
near to, spin to, formal pools are<br />
<br />
marked aloft and sentenced<br />
out these moods marked astir<br />
<br />
or fed among airs regained to<br />
split heavy or penetration as a<br />
<br />
fold & tool. Moves among the distant<br />
formalities, and harps to seal the<br />
<br />
rough particulars as they below<br />
to some angular moods, and<br />
<br />
score below the heaved moon and<br />
skips and then returns again<br />
<br />
to romp along after the thinking<br />
vocabulary and leaps to tense<br />
<br />
to tense airs are new they are<br />
left to come to sleep again.<br />
<br />
202<br />
<br />
And recall, fresh terms align to<br />
these instructions, your acts wd<br />
<br />
make the woman into some acts<br />
and lines worth seeing. Score a<br />
<br />
term again, to yield and open &<br />
let me see your signs of life,<br />
<br />
and spray these doors with light,<br />
pleased and risen, bending over<br />
<br />
to catch some seeds, and mouthed,<br />
rised, the eyes are opened in<br />
<br />
these tones of sensation, but are<br />
turned then into the air’s pass<br />
<br />
and claw, your own delicate<br />
hands open the flaps of the<br />
<br />
doorway and stroke the air &<br />
pole, seed to stalk and rise<br />
<br />
uprised your teeth are seeds<br />
and songs inside the picture<br />
<br />
of your laughter holding open<br />
and carrying on, a mark<br />
<br />
a line another way to hold<br />
and come, into the sun, at.<br />
<br />
203<br />
<br />
And holds the way open to her<br />
acting and giving these images<br />
<br />
their sharpness by inclusion in<br />
the forms of wit : among the<br />
<br />
terms, a spool, and turned, then, <br />
to being what we are, into and<br />
<br />
set, throughout the mark, hold, I<br />
would see you at this work<br />
<br />
you do for my pleasure, and copy <br />
it into space, for seeing what<br />
<br />
is there, and left among these<br />
pools of light we are like<br />
<br />
some sensations of air, roomed<br />
around and spent again, pool<br />
<br />
to air and room to set again<br />
and let, another roof declines.<br />
<br />
Your legs, the, open and<br />
greased, touched, spasmed<br />
<br />
up the way you bounce and<br />
laugh, give it some time<br />
<br />
then, and learn to give it<br />
gracefully, cunt and squat.<br />
<br />
204<br />
<br />
A squat, she loops, dignified<br />
by electricity & turned down,<br />
<br />
to vibrate this open end, out,<br />
where some spasms coagulate,<br />
<br />
and used, whole, some entry<br />
into the queen’s own body<br />
<br />
obdurate & profound, a<br />
spasm, then, a pleasure<br />
<br />
grown from this begun<br />
at set & stir, you would<br />
<br />
do this knowing, & touch<br />
your cunt and give my <br />
eye your pressure, heart<br />
<br />
or heat, or thought, then,<br />
reflected onto some open<br />
<br />
-ing, and heard, you wait,<br />
they might, for life’s<br />
<br />
openings, fuck & suck, eye<br />
to egg, the line’s renewal<br />
<br />
or where the heart’s line begins<br />
to be the same time of love’s<br />
<br />
beginning here, heard, of other<br />
oven offer, after, then, spot.<br />
<br />
205<br />
<br />
Reef, a spell, then, and leaped along<br />
to foam, the end’s ending, at<br />
<br />
the room & call : you might begin<br />
or ready these plain songs to<br />
<br />
leave the way my own, opposed, at<br />
ends open. I tell you this, and<br />
<br />
have my own will to gain, at this<br />
pleasure marked, a jerk of hands.<br />
<br />
Or come, then, bounce your hips<br />
and sing my song, I’ll see your<br />
<br />
grave opened & fucked, there & thus,<br />
a line made from your complicity.<br />
<br />
Or call. One last word, then, yes<br />
or no, & bridged, believed, groaned.<br />
<br />
I’ll beat your ass off, enter stick<br />
And thrust, seed your mouth<br />
<br />
And grease your slots, have you<br />
Dance over me, dressed, routine,<br />
<br />
Named for the squat you are, a<br />
Noodle of sleep, open your lets<br />
<br />
And lie back, listen to my verse<br />
And rub your spots, finger, tongue.<br />
<br />
206<br />
<br />
Referred, a schedule of acts, a<br />
mark, touch & spell, your eyes<br />
<br />
would have their blank reception<br />
into will & song, to rise arise<br />
<br />
from some line become, a way,<br />
termed to shoal or foam, benign.<br />
<br />
And term, thus I’ll tell you with<br />
to come; splash, down the waves<br />
<br />
of years, no loss. Or mask and drum,<br />
the loop holds to shear & spin.<br />
<br />
But listen, the blood sings, too, &<br />
Words come into your heart, scored.<br />
<br />
Read me full, the opening of your<br />
body’s eye. Home, vibrating and<br />
<br />
complete, cycled resigned aloof<br />
but seen out, and well, dipped<br />
<br />
and filled, you are these times.<br />
And broken in to the tracings<br />
<br />
of your hands. Guide the day<br />
along and come again, raised,<br />
<br />
bounced off the floor, eagle’s<br />
squat : proper & tie, the door.<br />
<br />
207<br />
<br />
Reefed, roofed. Slight moons forbid,<br />
her heart weakens, it is good<br />
<br />
to see defeat & hollow our yr eyes.<br />
Three more or less to spell alight<br />
<br />
And spoon, bent around yr face<br />
These ways permit & lessen, too.<br />
<br />
The proper disposal of hair, or fired,<br />
heat, claim & gong, particle and<br />
<br />
loom, the line sways out, to hold.<br />
And there, then, blue noises elope,<br />
<br />
a car portends possession, escapes<br />
and roams, folds to total rises,<br />
<br />
and emits emits and globes<br />
along the room spin and hold,<br />
<br />
the way permits, fathom & song,<br />
pairs of words are also true<br />
<br />
and where we run out, then we<br />
are out, and where we are, we<br />
<br />
are. Unhoped or bidden, lay it out<br />
and leave, this new meeting<br />
<br />
might be forever, and name<br />
a name a gain, your own, spent.<br />
<br />
208<br />
<br />
Spun, to light, revive or spin, your<br />
heart aloft & sudden, quickened<br />
<br />
by these beginnings, lost among the sen<br />
-tences of light, or heaved, heart, word<br />
<br />
the way is clear, you know, toward a<br />
rebuilding of the spirit where you<br />
<br />
might become pure, less abstract, these<br />
are not my nouns but lessons in<br />
<br />
the language we have practiced, some<br />
indistinctions removed to please the<br />
<br />
song of even your inanimate lying<br />
used by whomever observed some<br />
<br />
small shape beetling along the road,<br />
or fixed, the lungs of symmetry<br />
<br />
where we fashioned noose & grave, &<br />
even there, at winter’s pleasure, but<br />
<br />
just to make certain, that when you<br />
flee it is to same your life, to<br />
<br />
keep some dreams of blood revived<br />
and pertinent, though there are<br />
<br />
no others in this unseemly seeming<br />
but the repetitions of cause & name.<br />
<br />
209<br />
<br />
Looped among these shapes, a<br />
fold or copied out like some<br />
<br />
maintenance of airs blown to<br />
color, blue, perhaps, or red &<br />
<br />
orange mixed to light and from<br />
light regained eye and eye a<br />
<br />
mark from these reminders<br />
then moved from here to here<br />
<br />
and held along the day as<br />
we are these rooms & chairs<br />
<br />
we made, mode, alarum &<br />
recall & where we turned from<br />
<br />
day to day again watered &<br />
loomed, a foam of rasps grown<br />
<br />
from noun to scheme & there<br />
seen as fill & straw sloped<br />
<br />
smoked, cellular, strong, poem.<br />
And in this air of pencils, a<br />
<br />
day decides, feathered, table,<br />
love’s name arrives, cause &<br />
<br />
pool, leaved like animal green,<br />
another jumping point, out.<br />
<br />
210<br />
<br />
Termed aloft away, your mouth<br />
is on the shaft, alert, spoke, on.<br />
<br />
<br />
And listen, held along these distant<br />
songs, a loop among these posts<br />
<br />
and hearts. And spin, told as some<br />
air benign as rope or tone, to<br />
<br />
heat the air & woolen throng as<br />
some time removes to scene<br />
<br />
and throng. Are you cold? Heave<br />
out & come, thrice perhaps as<br />
<br />
practice tells these rooms they<br />
are along as space becomes<br />
<br />
or leaves, then arrives, enters<br />
spray & song from gray horses<br />
<br />
painted strung roofed, a door.<br />
Hold. Your own practice could<br />
<br />
make you mine, eased about<br />
and slipped out for rest<br />
<br />
and somewhere then is anywhere.<br />
but known along these friends,<br />
<br />
you would, or did, and then<br />
bounced out, or up, listen.<br />
<br />
211<br />
<br />
A stone, spent from form lodged<br />
among the airs we are, thus<br />
<br />
moved along the airs resounding, to<br />
some terms moved among her terms<br />
<br />
to see & hold, thrust, part and name,<br />
you are also thrust apart this<br />
<br />
and pounded out, leaped toward, &<br />
“deluded by false enthusiasm,”<br />
<br />
which means the music is cleared of<br />
its energies, reduced and flat, tuned<br />
<br />
off or modeled by this becoming<br />
to be the same, roof & plane, then<br />
<br />
bailed out, islanded, iced over<br />
to mean or manner & set up<br />
<br />
like a thought or like execution<br />
and held, fleshed, tongue and<br />
<br />
mood bounced out, or split<br />
for pleasure’s messages, you<br />
<br />
have your eyes shut, or new,<br />
they are scheduled perhaps a<br />
<br />
release of days & lights and<br />
lighted too and moved, moved.<br />
<br />
212<br />
<br />
Your heart, perhaps declines to<br />
action but meets there the song<br />
<br />
of the bells, and knows even when<br />
time has made its stay permanent.<br />
<br />
Well, you might have called, and I<br />
was perhaps absent even to<br />
<br />
myself, but here at home empty &<br />
secure feeding myself with<br />
<br />
resting. But here it is also the<br />
light time of the year, and<br />
<br />
there is no snow & out the window<br />
is only out the window. Fragrance<br />
<br />
of the new, harbored benign &<br />
sought this wave retreating<br />
<br />
not gone down, I am & sung<br />
thereby where permission grants<br />
<br />
its stay. Willing & profuse, a<br />
line along among; disturbed<br />
<br />
throughout the same way sung,<br />
alone too and remiss in<br />
<br />
that honoring the queen’s<br />
own body, light in light, thus.<br />
<br />
213<br />
<br />
Firmed but pushed along the<br />
way of & term of the same,<br />
<br />
or seen, sleep and recall of<br />
rest and song but rise uprised<br />
<br />
this flight of aims or sworn, a<br />
line permits to follow, bodied.<br />
<br />
Score and lime, would you last<br />
These oars & twine to scoop:<br />
<br />
There then allowed and set<br />
To roam throughout & hold<br />
<br />
The same leap to send among<br />
or reef the call out & outer<br />
<br />
a figure turns to say & says<br />
then roll these ovens out<br />
<br />
to spell and claim you are<br />
among these foals charged<br />
<br />
but spread to these turns<br />
and loomed a spin, call:<br />
<br />
there are distinctions cast to<br />
love’s will, day of these new<br />
<br />
colors, feet, the store, a move<br />
and goes, then, into the day.<br />
<br />
214<br />
<br />
On top in back or over again.<br />
you heard or did the same too<br />
<br />
that held behind or from, we<br />
are the same and made light<br />
<br />
from the inside does not pretend<br />
to be the source reflected but<br />
<br />
origins of power are rocked &<br />
spun and eagle drives it in<br />
<br />
you gasp and hold then where<br />
a mark is made from some<br />
<br />
yelling for a name, eyes and<br />
teeth are also closed but up<br />
<br />
and lift to mark remark the<br />
whole thing is made around<br />
<br />
movement to push on through<br />
a wall or ring; you would<br />
<br />
come again I think and let<br />
me enter up your ass as<br />
<br />
I am led & seed your rough <br />
tubes with light, a door is<br />
<br />
made, roughed, muscled, &<br />
opened, light, a crack, enter.<br />
<br />
215<br />
<br />
Crossed, hence intense, hints &<br />
looks briefly to the right & left,<br />
<br />
or scans the field, attends to<br />
what is there, & not described.<br />
<br />
Loom to pear, affirm to these<br />
marks thrust, name to name<br />
<br />
we are, crossed over along the<br />
long line out & turned to see<br />
<br />
the rest & rests in within a<br />
grace, propriety & song, and<br />
<br />
in another month, then, splits<br />
the act again, to ream her<br />
<br />
plenties in spring’s own name<br />
and no loose ends anywhere;<br />
<br />
or seen the way is cleaned<br />
out, particled, and moved to<br />
<br />
hold ahold the ship, this<br />
“unloaded boat” of which<br />
<br />
it speaks, leaps out & holds<br />
again, where life is real, &<br />
<br />
“emotion counts more then ceremony,”<br />
love’s life light life like love’s light.<br />
<br />
216<br />
<br />
Line to loop turn return my<br />
heart’s way and hard upon<br />
<br />
your trail, tailed out, &<br />
opened into what you are,<br />
<br />
told, to tell, at score & tone,<br />
to loop arised surrounds &<br />
<br />
term: a way, held or roped<br />
among these lines, your own<br />
<br />
shape, shored out & celebration,<br />
to hold you up & drive it<br />
<br />
down. The way, scheme. But <br />
see, it loops into saying, you<br />
<br />
are and met, term & song,<br />
sung at holding, there, as<br />
<br />
we lean between to slip<br />
& turn, or yield, then, by<br />
<br />
your hand or mine, left, I’ll<br />
meet these diamonds by the<br />
<br />
way, love’s light lingers out<br />
& tells, spoke, at one & sung<br />
<br />
time, driven out before the<br />
day, your friend unpossessed.<br />
<br />
217<br />
<br />
Moved along this morning’s dream,<br />
you are rubbed alert, spun.<br />
<br />
and it is pleasure’s time to see<br />
your joy unfold, open, release.<br />
<br />
Come, then, and come again, we<br />
are the same, here, given to<br />
<br />
our purposes, relieved, marked<br />
sent toward these meetings<br />
<br />
by this will & line, moved to<br />
hold time & time, but spent<br />
<br />
to hold, at favor strung & peel,<br />
loom among your ferns, a<br />
<br />
herald, martial or long, &<br />
in your own keeping, a lapse,<br />
<br />
a furrow dug along & roomed,<br />
there, to hold, line and time,<br />
<br />
I dive you down, swim & sing<br />
your own : name & name<br />
<br />
again starred after a<br />
gold one opened out to<br />
<br />
see light alight cool raft<br />
spun, passed alert the road.<br />
<br />
218<br />
<br />
At the crossing of the year you<br />
would be welcome, greased &<br />
<br />
fucked, laid out : and I am<br />
glad you are absent & wish<br />
<br />
you to remain. So. And have this<br />
house be broken, but yet remain<br />
<br />
then, friend, and lay it out too<br />
in these solitudes of the sun.<br />
<br />
and in there in, there-in, the same<br />
way, met & marked, this term<br />
<br />
begun at fold & song marked, then,<br />
song toward some new beginning,<br />
<br />
made and moved and marked to<br />
these rattles known begun at<br />
<br />
stir and sprinkle, the radio says,<br />
and hold, behold, we are remem<br />
<br />
-bered, along-along-among, my<br />
title, perhaps, and replayed at<br />
<br />
some subtle sentencing. I mean<br />
flap your ears baby, I can dig<br />
<br />
it, play with your mouth & I’ll<br />
drive on in the back. Stuck.<br />
<br />
219<br />
<br />
Strung around, along-along-among,<br />
day today, & strung out, hung out, &<br />
<br />
her missing muscle, missive, missal, sub<br />
-missive, this dream of rope & time<br />
<br />
fetish & term, or a knot, made fast,<br />
to tell, then, along, too & told.<br />
<br />
there, spun & moved, mark & time, a<br />
tune rewound. ;listen, beaten off,<br />
<br />
you might admit to pressure, pool<br />
and rhyme, molded : you are.<br />
<br />
And distant absent, “neither yielded<br />
nor firm…” affirmed neither than<br />
<br />
met, along, then stroked together, at<br />
the ass peeled away pushed in<br />
<br />
and another letter flies away<br />
from me, & flee, then, some cunt.<br />
<br />
Get it in, then, vibrate & sleep.<br />
I have the rope coiled on the door,<br />
<br />
and it is yours, cunt, unwrapped &<br />
slept. Split, then, seed, & open<br />
<br />
out, outer, the figure of outward,<br />
& bound, then, thong & tongue.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-88883305986252391652007-04-21T09:45:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:41:03.778-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book VI|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
220<br />
<br />
Looped, strung, spring & tool, you<br />
might remove this clot of terms.<br />
<br />
name, air of these signs, decorous<br />
and pool the day, hear no words,<br />
<br />
then, and lie asleep & done. Foam.<br />
Loop arise this turn return, eye<br />
<br />
of & charged-in, filled in and<br />
roomed; a picture, cleaned, claimed.<br />
<br />
Yellow has the day, air of: climb.<br />
push to gain, or clear the sheds to<br />
<br />
loom arrive spun at thirst & claw,<br />
or spilled out, filled over ascribe,<br />
<br />
to reef the clean pairs, skipped<br />
at foam & term, the girl reefs.<br />
<br />
She sleeps again, up there, snowed<br />
out, her hands willing, perhaps,<br />
<br />
and greased up, recalled by duty<br />
and death, perhaps, awaited,<br />
<br />
to clear these rhymes & picture acts <br />
as verbs named by choice, the Rope<br />
<br />
will beat you off or down, and<br />
in, then, where we wrestle out.<br />
<br />
221<br />
<br />
Chanced, rolled & taken out<br />
to lunch and split across,<br />
<br />
bread and butter & butter-in<br />
the line & said, spoke, or<br />
<br />
how it works, then, on your<br />
knees and greased, cleaned,<br />
<br />
to force or lead: You might<br />
regain your favor & hear<br />
<br />
a voice permit, to lead or<br />
rope this road away to<br />
<br />
score & term, oozed removed.<br />
Well, we slide through a<br />
<br />
term of knowing, words are<br />
thrown about. I'll get you<br />
<br />
down, I said, and rise to<br />
sing these signs. Loafed,<br />
<br />
noodle to air and reamed<br />
at the heart's turn & split,<br />
<br />
there, opened aswim stirs<br />
to fold it back, covered, a<br />
<br />
room a light another, &<br />
light's game is also love.<br />
<br />
222<br />
<br />
Loop along this room returns to<br />
see asleep begun then sprung<br />
<br />
to life & seen again the same<br />
way said or spoke, anew or<br />
<br />
moved then, term & song, to<br />
reef and climb these airs<br />
<br />
as flight the spin of, song<br />
of life's beginning, the same<br />
<br />
way said, then, behold or ship<br />
the moon is new, too, and full,<br />
<br />
now, at the edge of time's pool,<br />
reamed in to acts & messages<br />
<br />
of green scores: Song or term<br />
this moon belongs again to<br />
<br />
some specific openings of light,<br />
seeded into life, or cooled on<br />
<br />
to these colors of speech, clue,<br />
mark, spool of roofed play.<br />
<br />
nets & skins, the words of love,<br />
and your own holes, opened<br />
<br />
by some single sun, outburst of<br />
life's name, love's angle, in.<br />
<br />
223<br />
<br />
Loop & spin & in the clarity of<br />
acts, another sign regains, &<br />
<br />
turned out, alone, then, where the<br />
pieces fell-to & slipped, they are<br />
<br />
These presences of time's light, hand<br />
along the way and in upon her<br />
<br />
names, among some dreams and<br />
sent, begun to spur & sharp the<br />
<br />
edge: Scooped, benign, formal &<br />
resigned, score deep & fallow, a<br />
<br />
roof designed or split, love's touch<br />
sinks, we are made to fly, then,<br />
<br />
a designation of mood & shape,<br />
I'll open you, looped, to foal<br />
<br />
some rhyme, nor obstinate and<br />
new cravings, inhabit the air<br />
<br />
so slide a tune or time, there,<br />
and wait await some loss<br />
<br />
Is nothing new, the simplicity of<br />
the age is partial, both bowls<br />
<br />
broken, you might return & stay,<br />
love's willing heart, cleansed.<br />
<br />
224<br />
<br />
Termed new, her face might be<br />
long or wide, stalked, rolled over.<br />
<br />
and slung sadly, side to sun, a<br />
song or pool, there, sung to<br />
<br />
some random generals, pooled out<br />
from single forms begun astir.<br />
<br />
Slip awake & do. Your head is<br />
also full, knocked-out and met,<br />
<br />
the eyes are, and pooled up, or<br />
spun. Another room and careful.<br />
<br />
but fold out and see, song &<br />
sign, at ease to play it through,<br />
<br />
song, line, ear the day, loop <br />
to curl, love's angular dens<br />
<br />
-ity, at air & wedge to heart,<br />
love's rush & shore, but<br />
<br />
hold, a day away & climbed<br />
out or line, a cool foam<br />
<br />
persists and fills her body,<br />
floats the time to sending.<br />
<br />
You are, I see, and open<br />
to some hearing, word-word.<br />
<br />
225<br />
<br />
Term of, life of, full & trim,<br />
or pooled toward light, from<br />
<br />
some point at center & song,<br />
to rise arise as food this eye<br />
<br />
of seen things resounded outer<br />
from some distance at the verge,<br />
<br />
toward life's new friend, or name,<br />
uttered at this darkness to<br />
<br />
loom arrive and stay the same<br />
and moods are made alive by<br />
<br />
strength. Powered-out to sea-<br />
set & rock-pound, leaf &<br />
<br />
tune, the air holds throughout<br />
revolved, vocabulary& time,<br />
<br />
roped, at, force & term, the way<br />
obtrudes, becomes, pulse & term,<br />
<br />
the uneven vision of these roofs.<br />
you are, this new becoming of<br />
<br />
roots & peals. Grown out at last<br />
to some lasting in of air<br />
<br />
& time, return, these loops<br />
resolve & close, again, stop.<br />
<br />
<br />
226<br />
<br />
Give, then, these energies their<br />
play at hand, to send them<br />
<br />
on their way, you would tell<br />
her, then, what to do and<br />
<br />
when, these ways unite us at<br />
our glands, to permit some<br />
<br />
seeing, trance & dance, that we<br />
are also new and termed <br />
<br />
to pleasure's knowing, and out<br />
of darkness moved to hold<br />
<br />
this time between her eyes<br />
a spot, and driven down,<br />
<br />
then, terminal of hot senses<br />
rised throughout to spend<br />
<br />
yr time & hold away these<br />
rooms of doubt : time's own<br />
<br />
lungs are stretched to green<br />
distances, her hands are<br />
<br />
also wet & colored by the<br />
way : fold, fresh, an open<br />
<br />
door, and wide, legs apart<br />
and handy, shown, blown aside.<br />
<br />
227<br />
<br />
Remind of pleasure, passage to due<br />
occasion of respect, the sight, bent<br />
<br />
from loose belongs as peeled warps<br />
to wedge in and hang the rest,<br />
<br />
or fools are easy duties and the<br />
way of pleasure toucht, self to<br />
<br />
self, her charges laid behind, on<br />
her knees before you, seen<br />
<br />
like a penetrated pear and<br />
roofed around by yelling, at<br />
<br />
these simple domains of words<br />
cast into the queen's own<br />
<br />
body, she might return into<br />
the ropes we have tied for<br />
<br />
her belonging, kinked to tough<br />
resolutions, a contract of<br />
<br />
fantasies made from this elec<br />
-tricity of the body's heart<br />
<br />
and song, or pushed & strung,<br />
out and outer, but inside, a<br />
<br />
tube is seeded, light to light,<br />
the earth, foaled, charged, now.<br />
<br />
228<br />
<br />
And turns returns this air<br />
of red and yellow traveled<br />
<br />
horse and rider, at your feet<br />
this mood pretends the rose<br />
<br />
is pieced and strewn between<br />
her eyes, a spot and term<br />
<br />
of begun days outshorn by<br />
some review of airs and<br />
<br />
tempos throughout between along<br />
the day is also termed away<br />
<br />
ahold, again. Below among<br />
& shorn up, bestrid, swarm<br />
<br />
of nouns these powers from<br />
without are also new re-<br />
<br />
gained again throughout besides<br />
and heaved around, then,<br />
<br />
at these airs stung to name<br />
or moved, and alone, of course,<br />
<br />
along, the way and met, a<br />
course is made, then set, to<br />
<br />
hold her blue distances away<br />
and termed, thought, also, to.<br />
<br />
229<br />
<br />
Another call does not arrive the dream<br />
into settling forth, but claims this<br />
<br />
business of doubt & time, where only<br />
these cycles permit vision & review<br />
<br />
into their calm patterns. Milk this<br />
stem; crawl woodenly through-<br />
<br />
out these airs removed & term a<br />
line throughout, hair and tone, a<br />
<br />
greased slot to spur & turn, in-<br />
side out the side way to begin,<br />
<br />
or cool your palms to rub this<br />
pole & drink my sap. Opened,<br />
<br />
your ear subsides to heat and<br />
foam, the stalk of corn is<br />
<br />
ready, and our new ceremonies<br />
of the body are dreamed<br />
<br />
out to say, now, and come<br />
fast, bounce your legs a<br />
<br />
parting of your lips to fold<br />
them back handily and slip <br />
<br />
it in, wooden and strong, a<br />
light seed, your fresh tubes.<br />
<br />
230<br />
<br />
Seen, slipped along your groove<br />
a light touch surprised, then driven<br />
<br />
in behind, atimes, recall: come, then,<br />
between your sighs, into this<br />
<br />
light, and hold the time away, a<br />
simple term, that these styles of<br />
<br />
release are storage : another power<br />
fills the pools and claims the bed.<br />
<br />
or are you that simple? Named<br />
as far away these routines are<br />
<br />
practiced, display and form, my<br />
face between your legs. Loop.<br />
<br />
Plant me in, and write another<br />
letter, carry your own horn deep,<br />
<br />
and give my eye your pleasure,<br />
but name this voice either, me<br />
<br />
or you, it makes no difference, to<br />
play this loom without hair, shorn,<br />
<br />
your cheeks are simpler than<br />
you think, opened by some friend,<br />
<br />
rodded out, peeled back. A mask<br />
subsides to making, and made, worn.<br />
<br />
231<br />
<br />
We mark this term throughout,<br />
the same, and how we see<br />
<br />
each other, eye to eye, and now<br />
begun to speak, yr story has <br />
<br />
a kernel in it already, I would<br />
lay it in your body, this spear<br />
<br />
of long urgencies has some heat<br />
formed along the terms are<br />
<br />
full to speak, the firm is opened<br />
into your body to heare some <br />
<br />
telling out to out, and then<br />
peal a day to speak, you<br />
<br />
and you, my own heat<br />
has these marks removed, &<br />
<br />
any honest setting forth is<br />
in this being clear about the<br />
<br />
term, spoke to spoke, and painted.<br />
But leave aloof to claim the<br />
<br />
day our own, & skip the way<br />
to some begetting, child &<br />
<br />
child, cool, your day is, &<br />
set, up to see, thrust, swirled.<br />
<br />
232<br />
<br />
And clear, too, in what is new<br />
to be the same, and familiar,<br />
<br />
thrust through claim & term, you<br />
are, then, another eye, & seen,<br />
<br />
but, friend, inhabit me, name to<br />
name and pass on in to say<br />
<br />
there is no scene, but bounded, heart<br />
at edge & swimming, throughout,<br />
<br />
and protected, or signed, then, at<br />
the verge, stair, pool, into some<br />
<br />
heat decides to play on your lines<br />
fold at fold, and then yields<br />
<br />
to meeting; rather than plunging<br />
into someone, the specific person<br />
<br />
might be seen, for uses claimed<br />
certainly, and number one, clear,<br />
<br />
through into seeming, or permit<br />
to clear celebrations, and on<br />
<br />
my time along-along-among and<br />
eagle, the same, masked and<br />
<br />
herded, where the lake lives, or<br />
at the edge, it was you, and is.<br />
<br />
233<br />
<br />
We are opened, then, ahead behind,<br />
or turned, salamander, head<br />
<br />
and tail between her eyes, a<br />
spot to tongue, if that's the<br />
<br />
way, or held below the sea, some<br />
sweeping back of arms, tressed.<br />
<br />
yr voice would be quiet and me<br />
my own, to pass this line and<br />
<br />
turn the same way out, along<br />
the line and met, your own<br />
<br />
people, but slipped, a pear, wedge<br />
and line, and then yielded,<br />
<br />
perhaps, to stay the same<br />
again, and slow slow, take<br />
<br />
her easy, to give these cool<br />
eyes some songs & sails and<br />
<br />
lead them deeply into deepness<br />
at the pool's term & turn<br />
<br />
again, and then marked, the<br />
desert, or secret, you might<br />
<br />
be that, and opened, flapped<br />
back, your lips, come on in.<br />
<br />
234<br />
<br />
Plane : flown, and throughout, to<br />
spear limb to fork, and in<br />
<br />
-side some grown forms, along<br />
to speak, then at set and stir, I<br />
<br />
hung a door, to sleep inside these<br />
energies, then, and pool the air.<br />
<br />
hear then how we make these airs<br />
renew to fold aside the moon<br />
<br />
is also termed to flow along &<br />
term the map, mode, poem at<br />
<br />
line & word, the flaps & pillows<br />
drawn aside as fleshed &<br />
<br />
marked : mountain & moon, you<br />
are still still, and bounced at<br />
<br />
these rooms your eyes are new<br />
to watch my heart, or trust<br />
<br />
a few to be themselves, motive,<br />
your loops are charged out<br />
<br />
and strung toward their own<br />
parts. Blue bodies fathomed<br />
<br />
toward steam, roped, spread<br />
aside, opened. Body. Spear.<br />
<br />
235<br />
<br />
I imagine, then, the pleasures of<br />
her return, rubbed myself into<br />
<br />
her mouth, or gave it play at<br />
evening. The old car leans on in<br />
<br />
his driveway : loop to turn a term<br />
is made and set. These ropes<br />
<br />
of sense, and seen inside your<br />
time, a place to seem to be the<br />
<br />
same way sending, vibrating, tubed<br />
a fleshy transmission in the<br />
<br />
air, and scientific, out thrown<br />
sperm of pleasure's air, a<br />
<br />
pool of light begins the heart's<br />
way of sending, and roofed, at<br />
<br />
rain and song betimes this new<br />
unhesitating thrust, claim to claim,<br />
<br />
and you are, of course, imagining<br />
the same, and, mountain flower,<br />
<br />
Canada goose, television becomes<br />
itself in gray residues of light,<br />
<br />
but love's name is thorough, and<br />
energy grows these seeds of life.<br />
<br />
236<br />
<br />
Time's term, aloft, pinned-out,<br />
the wild bird flies, smaller<br />
<br />
yet, & lower down, a man<br />
digs in, contrary, flaps &<br />
<br />
soars, a name, her eye tossed,<br />
wave eye tosst, loop elapse,<br />
<br />
her face masked by pleasure's<br />
vacancy & perpetual re<br />
<br />
-lease of tension, or urgency,<br />
"present time" you called <br />
<br />
it, or me, or us. And termed<br />
along, and spoke, tempo of<br />
<br />
utterance. Regard. The pool &<br />
clime, bricks from Mexico, or<br />
<br />
set-set, one against the other,<br />
arched, I'd rather bow you<br />
<br />
to, and pull my arrow in upon<br />
in there is the flash of<br />
<br />
light's bright beginning, set &<br />
set, these : I saw yr face<br />
<br />
there, lighted from within, and<br />
made this charge resound upward.<br />
<br />
237<br />
<br />
Termed to loop, again, the land<br />
landed, corn to your eye, and<br />
<br />
bread, insertion and maze, told:<br />
foreplay of the heart's mind, in<br />
<br />
some multiplied relations, where<br />
there is no confusion with the one,<br />
<br />
or loop regained, rewind to spool a<br />
thorn, you pick them up and<br />
<br />
shuffle, foot to foot, she gave me<br />
the chicken-foot & I told my name<br />
<br />
story. But, squat, you might abide<br />
in pleasure, if that is who you are,<br />
<br />
and in these imaginings are there<br />
overt acts, moved to prose, even,<br />
<br />
on a day like this, or mixed, the<br />
lines and times. Spurt these juices<br />
<br />
daily, twice, and drink me, seed<br />
yr tubes with light and<br />
<br />
get your finer in, ringed, a<br />
solitary muscle, one eye winked.<br />
<br />
ravel-unravel, and in becoming<br />
one act, art this story well<br />
<br />
238<br />
<br />
Moved, then, upward to tones remind.<br />
you are, then, and holding-to<br />
<br />
these dragons are permissive a<br />
goal of warm terms. And embrace<br />
<br />
them, sisters, all is worn around<br />
the eyes, and love's gates are<br />
<br />
warm, too, today, at cloud &<br />
sink, who we are between<br />
<br />
allowances, and driven skillfully<br />
about, a delicate matter, you<br />
<br />
two, and how to hold her<br />
both ways again, both lose<br />
<br />
and children scattered to <br />
their posts and dreams. Well,<br />
<br />
she might ride these waves<br />
along the highway and roof<br />
<br />
the moon, even, it is a break<br />
-out of light, a truck low<br />
<br />
rumbling toward love's name,<br />
the room, and won, there,<br />
<br />
the house decides to speak<br />
and does, standing at the edge.<br />
<br />
239<br />
<br />
At the edge, again; she swims.<br />
but swim around, even<br />
<br />
into seeming porches, often<br />
received, pooled, spent to<br />
<br />
term. Swift or new, your<br />
heat submits, sides new<br />
<br />
airs resembled and thorough.<br />
pooled, then, as light's<br />
<br />
own signifying, line to line,<br />
that there is a place, to<br />
<br />
root & rest, revive the life<br />
I made among my lessons.<br />
<br />
dream, then, and roam<br />
this highway home, at<br />
<br />
fire & child returned along<br />
and met, these types of<br />
<br />
persons, masked by the day<br />
or covered into being by<br />
<br />
anything, and new, too,<br />
begun or foamed. Line and<br />
<br />
cone, the book is opened, a<br />
learning of the marks & loops.<br />
<br />
240<br />
<br />
And I see, at dawn, that you<br />
spread open, and play it up &<br />
<br />
on, something to laugh at, this.<br />
and here, alone, the way means<br />
<br />
here & this, and no others,<br />
they are they, and flown, I<br />
<br />
saw them go along, reading a<br />
personal dominion. Do your<br />
<br />
daily duty. Hop this light plat<br />
-form & slide your ropes aside.<br />
<br />
no, nothing admits to pressure,<br />
and the hot edge of spring<br />
<br />
has slipped me by, at last;<br />
no touch to images, images<br />
<br />
do not touch, but slip away,<br />
termed privately, at least,<br />
<br />
and written for myself, a<br />
meditative retirement, but<br />
<br />
with crossed purposes, how can<br />
I dig your ass, driving, the<br />
<br />
way I am, downhill. Dream-<br />
ing, anyway, that it might work.<br />
<br />
241<br />
<br />
Turn re:turn, at dawn, you could<br />
ride me, half asleep, yr coming<br />
<br />
bounces. Adrift, this slowness is a<br />
stone, but rolled undreamed to<br />
<br />
this fresh air of noon. And blown,<br />
these eggs are packed away<br />
<br />
and steamed body's large heart<br />
and unremitting waves are close:<br />
<br />
stir your juices by hand, astrid<br />
the blue pole, heaved over<br />
<br />
backwards and slipped aside,<br />
your openings greased and<br />
<br />
turned around, back to back.<br />
but held, your heart's edges<br />
<br />
are buttocks & the center of<br />
willingness erect & hard,<br />
<br />
pushed & stung, mirrored to<br />
these shallow drifts of acts.<br />
<br />
wait, then, recipients of losses &<br />
possessors of solitude, a hard<br />
<br />
string follows in & sprays yr<br />
tubes, lighted, seeds are eggs.<br />
<br />
242<br />
<br />
Mouth's image, tongue, and open<br />
the door to light beginning to<br />
<br />
prosper, spread back and sung,<br />
another newer bounce, if you've<br />
<br />
learned yr time & practiced, see<br />
-ing, each other over board & bed,<br />
<br />
or swings her back & has her<br />
get one off herself before coming<br />
<br />
back to him, sees this elementary<br />
display & jerks her off, turns<br />
<br />
her around, drives in behind, but<br />
lays these seeds down her <br />
<br />
throat, sequence of song, tongue<br />
of acts, and roomed, rhymed,<br />
<br />
we are exhausted : I await your<br />
new body, queen & prism, a<br />
<br />
fresh-flesh cunt, and mine, too,<br />
to watch & play, and loom re<br />
<br />
-move this air of deepness, to<br />
survive into beginning & pleasure.<br />
<br />
sustained by the will to act, an<br />
episode enactment, and soon, sausage!<br />
<br />
243<br />
<br />
Tightened rings, loosed to acts,<br />
revoke & pool, release, calm.<br />
<br />
mode to sleep, or your body's air<br />
of healing, that you might like it<br />
<br />
down behind this way of being the<br />
same : practised some by other<br />
<br />
seas, inert then pushed to life, a<br />
new term to slip aside your<br />
<br />
cheeks and in the tunnel, over<br />
your shoulders, held by her<br />
<br />
ears, a tight throat, bird like<br />
the worm drums down & clears<br />
<br />
the song again. Daily dues more<br />
often to drive the day away,<br />
<br />
and rested less than that to<br />
push terminal & loop, eased<br />
<br />
inside the moon is new you<br />
are coming again, I know, the<br />
<br />
rooms are ready, and no more<br />
terms removed. A steady juice,<br />
<br />
and flown, eagle to turn, reefed<br />
pretty ass, and come on home, in.<br />
<br />
244<br />
<br />
Life's term of light regained, and<br />
driven new to pool this lease of<br />
<br />
time and memory: blown aside and<br />
firm, the room glows uncertainly<br />
<br />
or incomplete. Skipped blue airs and<br />
revolve away to sound sound, or<br />
<br />
skipped and pooled, a lease of light<br />
to term or spell the way ahead<br />
<br />
is new, too, and wrapt, skinned<br />
and riven, but ample, full and<br />
<br />
turned, out, into being one song<br />
and line, body's light of particular<br />
<br />
acts, one upon the other they are,<br />
and the same, as father and<br />
<br />
seed, as mother and egg, this<br />
unity of forms subsides to air,<br />
<br />
too, and returned, we are, to<br />
the year's soil, and left<br />
<br />
aside,: one heart's song become<br />
these words are days again,<br />
<br />
and told, the city of its fathers,<br />
blood won and strong, aligned!<br />
<br />
245<br />
<br />
Looped to term & roomed around<br />
aside & spun, moved through<br />
<br />
-out the line; told & marked,<br />
then, at fragile distances<br />
<br />
to speak this rough terminal<br />
of doubt released, or seeded<br />
<br />
up your spine, inched in &<br />
pushed, a hard tongue of<br />
<br />
light. Speed, and time's remove,<br />
then, at juncture's lawn of,<br />
<br />
link of, eases down, her<br />
throat, his muscle, dodge.<br />
<br />
but opened out to dawn or<br />
other, and then spooled, a<br />
<br />
spot beside the road, and<br />
jerk her off again, and<br />
<br />
make this highway easy, or<br />
eastern, a week away, and<br />
<br />
roughed her cheeks aside,<br />
pulled away to see her<br />
<br />
rings of flesh opening: corn<br />
this rope along your slots.<br />
<br />
246<br />
<br />
Called in from light begun or<br />
termed anew, and learned-out<br />
<br />
a fathom of pools & crevices<br />
then, dived and clued, you<br />
<br />
are, in some dying off of face<br />
and name there is a becoming<br />
<br />
and pressure : life's distances<br />
recalled a drama and nest:<br />
<br />
day at start and film, yr<br />
blue bottom up & over, a<br />
<br />
head of this summer and its<br />
loose bananas, facsimile imprint.<br />
<br />
floating on top of flying a<br />
new eagle seen aflap to<br />
<br />
storm this riding out of gloom.<br />
you are, as set & stir, as<br />
<br />
chose or drawn, and along the<br />
way, yr heart, disarray or spoon,<br />
<br />
and then loosed, toward and<br />
houses, wattled, even, into<br />
<br />
these openings in her body,<br />
the eagle sees his sons arrive.<br />
<br />
247<br />
<br />
Termed aloft, or rising, day of<br />
and particular, spun toward<br />
<br />
the moon's resemblances of doubt,<br />
then, and passion's claims are below.<br />
<br />
strung out on love : energy from the<br />
air transformed by time. Roof the<br />
<br />
mark and spin aloft to see & claim<br />
her as name & term to heal these<br />
<br />
divisions of the heart, again, trance<br />
and dance and drum. Sun to<br />
<br />
lawn, you are, and left among<br />
your sentences, at rain's beating<br />
<br />
through of love's perpetual glow<br />
of acts. Skipped-out, the throne<br />
<br />
of bed and room is declined to<br />
house and work, but built at<br />
<br />
a verging of lines between her<br />
eyes, a spot regained and love<br />
<br />
at the moment throughout these<br />
simple claims, where there are<br />
<br />
none, and made, joy's dispersion<br />
from rain begun at sun & word.<br />
<br />
248<br />
<br />
And seen, these airs promote to<br />
stem & song arise, eyes, at<br />
<br />
your close heart, yellowbud, firm<br />
my wife, from your own north<br />
<br />
is spoken : and loom to loop, you<br />
are truly mine, now, and made at<br />
<br />
this patience of seasons is not<br />
harmed but leaped out, one to<br />
<br />
one is also the same being in the<br />
light of this beginning from the<br />
<br />
darkness of the year of our lives<br />
as some full air trembles our<br />
<br />
time and intersection. Crossed, a<br />
light ravels these mountings to<br />
<br />
some slight distinction. Eyes;<br />
they have burned at me more<br />
<br />
than once, now, I have burned<br />
them into this remembering who<br />
<br />
I am, eagle, and another day<br />
Yellowbud comes back soon<br />
<br />
enough, as the silence of the<br />
bridge falls back, then, us.<br />
<br />
<br />
249<br />
<br />
The same song, then, rising through<br />
yr body's eye, or thrust to touch,<br />
<br />
the way of eases permit to form<br />
this loop lighted from the walls<br />
<br />
to match this leap-leafed grown<br />
of air and light, mooned around a<br />
<br />
warm term aligned, by shape &<br />
time's moving to & to, then, and<br />
<br />
strange, to set away and hold,<br />
sky of lines remove and set,<br />
<br />
pool remote yr love begins to<br />
sluice or wait, pushed, alert,<br />
<br />
the room, too, glows away alive<br />
remote to tell, and square,<br />
<br />
away and driven, or held, at<br />
the edge or seen, there, roofed<br />
<br />
by cool pleasures at names are bent,<br />
then, to meet your own fool,<br />
<br />
in the garden's nests made clean,<br />
and walled outside another day<br />
<br />
is clearing out to skip throughout<br />
another sleep awakes, driven, here.<br />
<br />
Book VI<br />
<br />
250<br />
<br />
Stay, then, heart, at the center of<br />
acts, and hold this way opened<br />
<br />
and particular: Static airs cleanse<br />
blue rooms away & mark yr voice<br />
<br />
as spoke, one, and named, her time<br />
is thrown open, too, as some light<br />
<br />
begun and spread apart, the earth's<br />
own name as word or pool, and<br />
<br />
loomed among newer distances of<br />
time and again the roof separates:<br />
<br />
charged out, flung in, but held<br />
to term & song, we are solid<br />
<br />
and remaining where we are the<br />
same way sending the others<br />
<br />
away-alone, and waiting, then,<br />
friend, for some returning of<br />
<br />
these looms, erased but seen to<br />
leap out-leaped the shore<br />
<br />
of the season, flowered out into<br />
the world we are already<br />
<br />
looped around again the day<br />
and then the day, measured, thus!<br />
<br />
251<br />
<br />
Eyes across the water, between<br />
her eyes, a spot, wooden, entered.<br />
<br />
and your time, overthrown, it is in<br />
these attributes of self & song<br />
<br />
we initiate to presence this term<br />
begun again to hold, thrust, alert,<br />
<br />
wave to wave aloft & sudden, &<br />
water crossed toward some seldom<br />
<br />
offers, then, to move throughout this<br />
pole & climb at houses flung<br />
<br />
her doors apart & risen, morning,<br />
split the day away: You went<br />
<br />
once too often and stayed too <br />
long to last these hours are<br />
<br />
made of single acts seen one to<br />
one it does not matter, then,<br />
<br />
poet, man or bird, father or seed,<br />
we are still still and keeping the<br />
<br />
sacred monuments open, horn & gong,<br />
and do not argue, the rope &<br />
<br />
poem will subside and then arrive,<br />
to close the air and open the day.<br />
<br />
252<br />
<br />
Where, then, at the bridge, I<br />
am not relaxed. Waiting to<br />
<br />
ease myself into our life and<br />
this error of wills, let them out<br />
<br />
at last, and have us simpler,<br />
unpretending, my heart, sometimes<br />
<br />
this heat permits lesion & throng,<br />
but plasters out woolen & new,<br />
<br />
an unprofound sentencing of airs.<br />
I love you. Then these wars<br />
<br />
begin and hurt our joy. Let<br />
us find our time, it is so good<br />
<br />
between us, come down the road<br />
and suck my cock again, give<br />
<br />
us those long nights we dreamed <br />
and were too shy for. Under<br />
<br />
-scored by "family," left alone<br />
wthout one; changed, I am, &<br />
<br />
my own way, alone. We'll meet<br />
half-way, then, and below the<br />
<br />
moon your heart, meeting in our<br />
being together, make us new.<br />
<br />
253<br />
<br />
Left alone, then, we imagine the rest.<br />
go, then, at this sweep of hearts<br />
<br />
and looms aloft yr eyes are here<br />
and seen as life's own timing.<br />
<br />
or alert, your spoon is handled,<br />
mine necked-out, a chain around<br />
<br />
these terms for acts; but do not<br />
wait again to hope for newness.<br />
<br />
the old submits and roams down<br />
the alley, finger, in. Dance into<br />
<br />
these rooms and spring the lay<br />
of Friday's good and plenty from<br />
<br />
between your legs, a spot and<br />
flapped open, a hole, and<br />
<br />
tubes are wet, my pole will<br />
stream your heart aloft, shore<br />
<br />
and parting, these waves crept<br />
in rhythms of electricity, charged,<br />
<br />
storage of life's crossroads, and<br />
up the spine, pivotal bouncing of<br />
<br />
hips and hands, music, music,<br />
and spun, aloft, light, seen.<br />
<br />
254<br />
<br />
Day of, day before, eyes loom<br />
across the court, and shine<br />
<br />
alive the face between her<br />
two eyes uncrossed and a<br />
<br />
parting of waves tossed alert<br />
this dream of being the same:<br />
<br />
her hand is pleasure. Her eyes<br />
are shining. Her knees are open. <br />
<br />
seed this earth of time's own<br />
name and spread yr way<br />
<br />
into this one act of love's<br />
beginning in the heart, light's<br />
<br />
own meeting, and gentle, you<br />
are yellowbud and sent, to<br />
<br />
show this pass from mountains<br />
sent alert become begin and<br />
<br />
comes, unwrapt, into the<br />
lighted shower, to come there,<br />
<br />
too, as wept or held, returned,<br />
symptom of morning smoke,<br />
<br />
and sung, throat & tongue, to<br />
see your eye belong & termed.<br />
<br />
255<br />
<br />
Hear, heart, how yellowbud approaches.<br />
and where we are met, some radiance<br />
<br />
from between our lines, the wild goose<br />
draws near, and holds along the time.<br />
<br />
meeting of green and yellow. Terms are<br />
set, as grace permits progress to unfold.<br />
<br />
and the way, then, even of our passion,<br />
is to greater pleasures grown more<br />
<br />
private, our functioning made dual<br />
even to flight and vision, two in one.<br />
<br />
and the mysteries of our bodies together,<br />
where the seeds and juices fall to<br />
<br />
love and light's new trembling, shy &<br />
personal, it is this perfect marriage<br />
<br />
we inhabit by our willingness, even, to<br />
have been so mad and gentle, all<br />
<br />
at once, confident of love's power to<br />
win us over the fall we had to<br />
<br />
make together. And for you, Yellowbud,<br />
and for me, then, for us together have<br />
<br />
I made these changes in myself forever<br />
and waited here patiently for your eyes.<br />
<br />
256<br />
<br />
"I will be inside you tonight," phones.<br />
Your dream came slowly upon me, upright.<br />
<br />
thighs apart, you flow juices on me, eye<br />
of your finger in the ring, pleasure<br />
<br />
face, eagle's Yellowbud astride the pole<br />
to get off and then get on, and on<br />
<br />
we are, heart, pole of your flesh<br />
she comes again, or in the car, to<br />
<br />
see beside the stream, how she plays<br />
her song & shows her eyes, you'll<br />
<br />
read this, and further on, dressed<br />
to be my pleasure, you'll know my<br />
<br />
seeds, and have them, Yellowbud,<br />
as your own, sons they are, to me.<br />
<br />
put your finger in, and say my <br />
name, ours, "Eagle," ah, and sing<br />
<br />
these days we have before us, long<br />
along the highway, smoke and oil<br />
<br />
for our bodies, the music and seeing<br />
the openings in the Queen's own<br />
<br />
Body as my own, yes, you are,<br />
inside me, and when you touch...<br />
<br />
<br />
257<br />
<br />
And termed, edge, upward, our<br />
light time is constant, bodied forth.<br />
<br />
your way, yellowbud, the heart belongs<br />
and stays to hold. We are, then,<br />
<br />
creatures of the time, and belong together,<br />
stuck or uncoupled, but close by this<br />
<br />
measuring of the changes we have<br />
made to our very passion : decisions<br />
<br />
have the weight of pleasure, too,<br />
and lead us toward our house<br />
<br />
and mountain, our two pools pledged,<br />
apart no more, thrust toward<br />
<br />
our choice, gentle one, of emptiness<br />
together, and we are grown into<br />
<br />
it, this peace of touching, song<br />
and scene, at junctures thrust<br />
<br />
again, the pole & stare, lake and<br />
lake, the shore of the heart's<br />
<br />
wandering tides unwrapped at last,<br />
and last, you have your pleasure,<br />
<br />
too, and it is mine, too, to have you<br />
here, and mine, to be your man.<br />
<br />
258<br />
<br />
Yellowbud comes again. On the road<br />
you could listen to the se words : you<br />
<br />
can share my energy by giving me your<br />
special pleasure. Should I give you<br />
<br />
these street words? "Jerk off, will you?"<br />
or shall the horse stand between us<br />
<br />
as our signal, each to each, that<br />
the jar is open, the lights are on<br />
<br />
and you should do your work so<br />
I can see this face of yours in<br />
<br />
its smiling. Slow, now, heart, she hears<br />
you, says yes. Surely these dark<br />
<br />
priests have said their spells over<br />
our love and made energy and<br />
<br />
light out of our play, and in the<br />
alchemy of our mysteries of the body<br />
<br />
there are reports to make across<br />
the bed. Horse and rider, how you<br />
<br />
climb the pole and ride me. Dance,<br />
Yellowbud, in our smoke and music,<br />
<br />
shake your hips, wear our sausage<br />
and give a shot of pleasure. Eat me.<br />
<br />
259<br />
<br />
Returned, you are, to these physical<br />
mantrum, song bodied forth, by yr hands,<br />
<br />
and lighted, my heart, from yellowbud's<br />
flesh and touch, and again seen.<br />
<br />
the boundaries of "tactful reserve," &<br />
freaking-out, sleep, this two month<br />
<br />
dialog with dark masters of death<br />
and love. Enlarged, my capacities<br />
<br />
for energy. And, heart, yr yellowbud<br />
is now inside this zone of mail.<br />
<br />
Zipped. "One pushes upward into an<br />
empty city." The south of life,<br />
<br />
the red telephone & rain. Grease.<br />
our life has these edges, again,<br />
<br />
and here you are, at the center<br />
of our term, mark & pole, seed<br />
<br />
and egg, the year turned out to<br />
love, and made again, to hear the<br />
<br />
doors flush open once again, open<br />
yr flower, heart, the war is over<br />
<br />
and this "meeting of green &<br />
yellow" continues to grow its fruits.<br />
<br />
<br />
260<br />
<br />
Light's term, anew, regained. Loop re<br />
-turned throughout the time's own<br />
<br />
leaning; aligned, love's moves, particle<br />
& song, & met thus, two in one, then.<br />
<br />
heaved, toward love resembled, or met,<br />
into moving, yellowbud's ears, mood.<br />
<br />
or, left away recall center & act,<br />
pool of & named, heart, the world,<br />
<br />
as arc and at, the house is mud, too,<br />
yr room is lofted on the center pole.<br />
<br />
naked, at the sun, and standing up,<br />
down here on the line, at the last<br />
<br />
moment, it wd seem, creating this<br />
order of happiness & by simply<br />
<br />
standing up. Loop regained, snake tail<br />
to teeth, season of renewal & trial.<br />
<br />
and met, will, "to risk one's life"<br />
in following. The book rules, too.<br />
<br />
eye of your open flower, plumbed,<br />
light, your tubes are seeded, in<br />
<br />
these children mated, wived &<br />
flown, eagles all, flown, the sky.<br />
<br />
261<br />
<br />
Pinnacle rewind, folded, flown at<br />
the air and moved, again, toward<br />
<br />
the rooms of light, particular and calm,<br />
to name the air of day's songs are<br />
<br />
new, too, at another juncture, heart<br />
unknown boundary relieved and<br />
<br />
termed, love's names decided, here<br />
and marked out along the<br />
<br />
sun remembered, loose or flown<br />
through the day, high or peeled,<br />
<br />
along the middle & stay the same,<br />
your heart pretends, now, to hear<br />
<br />
the way. Reefed-out, sled or pool.<br />
love is no anchor, reeling firm to<br />
<br />
rooms of air : or, heart, your<br />
voices edge the day, spool and<br />
<br />
mark remained at outer positions,<br />
and formed around the light<br />
<br />
begun anew. Remember, then, your<br />
meditations. Control or pattern,<br />
<br />
trial of new airs and not so<br />
very new at all, loved, yellowbud.<br />
<br />
262<br />
<br />
Formed, along and turned, love's<br />
airs recalled and new, but easy<br />
<br />
how she leaps & holds, here, where<br />
it is too close. But the house<br />
<br />
waits to be built, and will, a<br />
verb and noun, poled-out her<br />
<br />
rear is entered, sprayed & left,<br />
it is possible, then, to hear<br />
<br />
light's seeding, a call for<br />
practice. But hold, and no<br />
<br />
uncertainty beckons off afar as<br />
we hold to what is proper,<br />
<br />
and spin aloft, storm and<br />
toss this ripe pinnacle of<br />
<br />
airs are new, or met, continues <br />
to be the same. Your ears<br />
<br />
subside and it is the body's<br />
work to mellow-out these scenes<br />
<br />
are viewed, reviewed and hold<br />
assigned to firm the pole and<br />
<br />
star, reef of, clarity, song &<br />
term, marked, aloft, spun.<br />
<br />
263<br />
<br />
Or spared abroad, the way of the flesh<br />
and heart of love's origins in the time<br />
<br />
of plants. The air belongs, too, to the wind<br />
and holds to term aloft, again, and<br />
<br />
roomed alert to spell this breaking of<br />
the horse, and how she sleeps the<br />
<br />
day, dreamed, perhaps, yellowbud , into some<br />
becoming, or leaving, even, but profuse,<br />
<br />
or even as "the writing's better," does<br />
that not also reflect the time and<br />
<br />
place of the life underway at hand,<br />
even, or lighted by yr candle,<br />
<br />
and beaten down to the ground,<br />
and alert to sacrifices & survivals<br />
<br />
of the spirit. I do not know, but<br />
hold along the edges to my will,<br />
<br />
if there is a name proper to the<br />
beating of these seas & shores inside<br />
<br />
your rooms of pleasure. And white<br />
walls, our house, subside to dreams<br />
<br />
and down here at the end of things,<br />
only love defeats these roaring waves.<br />
<br />
264<br />
<br />
Again, eyes across the water, we vanish<br />
into our soil & spin rotating at the way.<br />
<br />
or into your heart's pain you are alone<br />
and met at this bridge and song, one.<br />
<br />
No doubled outer other, and love's eye<br />
stays alert and particular. Home to light.<br />
<br />
the mud has softened our hearts, too, &<br />
pushed this life along, both eyes the same.<br />
<br />
and hold, yellowbud, grow your wings<br />
fortunately, match the day, wife & dream.<br />
<br />
uprised throughout death's delay, submit<br />
these lives again, this love belongs to us<br />
<br />
pulled among our hesitations, words to<br />
meet the pain, but sung responding at<br />
<br />
our tearing hearts, spun to green &<br />
yellow, or met at the mountain's center<br />
<br />
of detail. Loop regained, snaked, yr term<br />
is full & borne, but goes throughout<br />
<br />
life's fragile eloquence recalls white<br />
beauty spilling from your being into<br />
<br />
mine, our children grown & flown<br />
and into this particular day, success!<br />
<br />
265<br />
<br />
Loop regained recalled from form<br />
and term, alert yr flow of air<br />
<br />
to skip this pool & claim, room of<br />
light beginnings in the eyes,<br />
<br />
told and spent, then, held affirm<br />
to slip sleep rotating your love<br />
<br />
is lime and particle, terms are<br />
elapsed to send them home, a<br />
<br />
new strain of cool loafs. But, heart,<br />
words begin to leave and the way<br />
<br />
is known, pushing leaf by leaf to<br />
erode the day and carry time's<br />
<br />
arrows arised at posts away the<br />
house as built or roofed, some<br />
<br />
white mud and air removed at<br />
tables and their ways of cool<br />
<br />
beginnings, attached like this moon<br />
is made alive and well to hold<br />
<br />
hold and move, young arts below,<br />
and tight, more than that, along<br />
<br />
your days are mine, too, and not<br />
imagined where we are at work.<br />
<br />
266<br />
<br />
Termed aloft anew regained<br />
to recall & time, day of colors<br />
<br />
in some magnificence, or forgetting<br />
eye to field this lesser density of<br />
<br />
tone, and edge away yr favors are<br />
pulled away, and organized for<br />
<br />
ever at yr center, and white this<br />
term of beauty, spilled, your being,<br />
<br />
into my beginning, and called along,<br />
you are, to verge this love to seed<br />
<br />
and song. The sun emits pleasure<br />
and holds the heart close and closer.<br />
<br />
peel, light to, beginning of life's<br />
fruitful claim, pointed, then, at grace<br />
<br />
to see or seen, child of, son of,<br />
my own, arrived inside my bodies,<br />
<br />
or where we are caused, then, father<br />
of light begun, and eagle crossed,<br />
<br />
to heave other outer, and blue balloons<br />
bright, thrust from the center of<br />
<br />
monuments, this day revives some<br />
tight trails, heart, yellowbud. Stem.<br />
<br />
267<br />
<br />
Loop regained, along-among, of<br />
this light-to and held, the tree<br />
<br />
is rooted, an eagle nested in its<br />
brim & span. You are, then, and<br />
<br />
spoke, this day and met, love's eye<br />
tossed alert and thorough, inclined<br />
<br />
by her blue waves, the height is<br />
told, air upon air of light's calm<br />
<br />
or destiny, and blown throughout a<br />
terminal lasts, her mouth opened<br />
<br />
and spoke, suns are crossed ascendant,<br />
where particles resound outer and<br />
<br />
outer, lapsed to moves her winter<br />
song has flown me by and turned<br />
<br />
these days inside-out, loafed, a<br />
noodle, air. Past parts sent to loop<br />
<br />
alert become your noon of airs at<br />
the road bent from nestling<br />
<br />
cushions, a meeting of green and<br />
yellow, another change is buried<br />
<br />
within this seed, of move and pain,<br />
and your heart, yellowbud, is gone.<br />
<br />
268<br />
<br />
The day of my life, yellowbud,<br />
and turned upside up, there<br />
<br />
are these signs left everywhere, in<br />
both our houses, that our love is<br />
<br />
strong and practical, and only awaits<br />
the movement of the man into a<br />
<br />
sphere of tranquility and independence.<br />
open, the book says, your mouth,<br />
<br />
and eat this life alive, green and<br />
yellow we are : love is no anchor<br />
<br />
to the heart, yet, and we are<br />
all alive and well : but in heal<br />
<br />
-ing, flower, the heart should become<br />
empty. Love's anchor is the empty<br />
<br />
heart. Well, we're all waiting, these<br />
limitations gall me, too. The slow<br />
<br />
circuitry of life between us,<br />
our traceries of light. And<br />
<br />
read aloud, you were, last<br />
night, given to the butterfly<br />
<br />
dance. I read a few of the<br />
worst, too. Loved, arise, top.<br />
<br />
269<br />
<br />
New airs profound and gentle, the horse<br />
is riding through the waves. Her eyes<br />
<br />
uncrossed throughout the same way<br />
sending. In our events, heart, day to<br />
<br />
day, I am reaching out for yellowbud<br />
engrossed alive your heart's farewell,<br />
<br />
and drawing these threads together, net.<br />
or your voice along the wire road,<br />
<br />
meeting me on the mountain, nested<br />
in to resting for your preparation into<br />
<br />
my world at last, even emptied of<br />
love in your own flying out, spirit<br />
<br />
and mood, collapsed at last to rest<br />
regained and moved throughout the<br />
<br />
same, we are crossed at destiny<br />
these blue beginnings, arrive, heart,<br />
<br />
out of disaster, in no hospital but the<br />
mind and in no death but light's<br />
<br />
opening of the way. Retrieve, then, at<br />
loop and song, you are, learning the<br />
<br />
difference between being together<br />
or not. Eagle's made but once, heart.<br />
<br />
270<br />
<br />
Called around the air today, & quit<br />
claiming on the past parts away.<br />
<br />
but you called, too, crying in the<br />
phone booth, butterfly, about house<br />
<br />
and garden. "before completion," and<br />
goes along the line outside out this<br />
<br />
feeling around these sunny days for<br />
the handles of the casket, and then<br />
<br />
looping down mix & mix for an<br />
eagle to fly along beside me<br />
<br />
in this ear of soups, again, and<br />
Spoke from side to side, or wheeled<br />
<br />
around the corner. You speak. &<br />
then the birds fly around my <br />
<br />
ears again, a center of beginnings<br />
unwrapt to seal these lines &<br />
<br />
terms at last, contact, contract, a<br />
spot, foal, between your hearts,<br />
<br />
and hard on in to slip your lays<br />
away and make the rest sting<br />
<br />
and sing again, her hair turned out.<br />
spool. Heart & song, moved, day of.<br />
<br />
271<br />
<br />
The course we take, away from another<br />
gathering, not only solitude and turned<br />
<br />
out. The road, butterfly, tingles with<br />
the pressure of our lives mingled, and<br />
<br />
difficulty should give way into our own<br />
privacies. Holding on, heart, to what<br />
<br />
is purely true, and the way is seen as<br />
something clear, moved throughout, in love's<br />
<br />
song made to vibrate. Will it pull together?<br />
this excess of pushing gently. Wait, hold,<br />
<br />
grow our skins along-among. Despair<br />
resembles quiet, and our phone calls<br />
<br />
might keep love open. I don't know.<br />
but at the middle, here, we are<br />
<br />
watching closely to what goes by, and<br />
even now, where there is finally so<br />
<br />
little to hope for, we are not letting<br />
go, but closing our eyes and pressing<br />
<br />
will to will at the happy ending. Well,<br />
<br />
we might survive into what we<br />
want, butterfly : light, song, love,<br />
<br />
Unwound unseen beside the river turned.<br />
<br />
272<br />
<br />
And held, firm, among what is small,<br />
today, enduring through these marks.<br />
<br />
light, then, and no image of your body,<br />
but the imprint of acts left inside,<br />
<br />
and worked out, here, nothing is split<br />
off, but, bird, a message about<br />
<br />
flight, and love : and nestled, at these<br />
feet & mountains, your mountain<br />
<br />
thunders off & hears the time, a<br />
mark among the plunging terms.<br />
<br />
and turned along, to hold among<br />
this lowly time at eye & hand, to<br />
<br />
feed this body not alone, but<br />
left like emptiness to build a<br />
<br />
way along the threads, looped to<br />
green and yellow moods, and<br />
<br />
thrust cool to laps alert, held<br />
Your blue bottom, stroked, entered.<br />
<br />
but where there is making to be<br />
weighed, listen, the advice you <br />
<br />
get is meant well, but leaves<br />
The heart aside. Heart, submit.<br />
<br />
273<br />
<br />
My eggs laid, scattered but not<br />
spent away, in this storm & pool.<br />
<br />
your light formed around the eyes,<br />
way & song aloft these terms<br />
<br />
looped along the airs resembled.<br />
time, then, to cool these straws<br />
<br />
and stone by stone, a love arise.<br />
a life, too, bird, to pull to<br />
<br />
-gether in our stillness, small<br />
matters and the great man<br />
<br />
seen, pool & stem, he stalks<br />
yr game, and down the days,<br />
<br />
this acid sea foams yr legs<br />
are wings, butterfly, to flap<br />
<br />
around my waist and hold<br />
no dream at all, but walk<br />
<br />
-ing dune & charm & line, pole<br />
of new beginning, and at the<br />
<br />
start, impossible, perhaps, but<br />
this ease permits yr trailer.<br />
<br />
eagle at his city, and moved<br />
throughout and leap these clouds...<br />
<br />
274<br />
<br />
And seen, atop, of storm or line,<br />
heart, yr term and song alive<br />
<br />
and well, storage, emptying of<br />
rage as spoken afar to leap<br />
<br />
off, anew regains to bread & air.<br />
and grounded, then, to sleep &<br />
<br />
foal again, butterfly, as these<br />
roads converge at some close<br />
<br />
distance of seasons, as apart<br />
we have some nests and lees.<br />
<br />
you are, then, and that's enough,<br />
to be some turn & straw.<br />
<br />
buried out of sense. Mountain<br />
and top, the line along<br />
<br />
the way is changed, moved<br />
and following the time, to<br />
<br />
stand atop the gate, as<br />
turtles do, in shifting an<br />
<br />
entire set, ruled and perfect;<br />
but said, again, this day<br />
<br />
revives the dream, and work<br />
too, we'll set these stones together.<br />
<br />
275<br />
<br />
Love the bone, butterfly, to take<br />
care of your self, this final corner of<br />
<br />
abstractions relieves to term and<br />
your blue bottom, a pear of some<br />
<br />
delicacy renewed to pool & line, I'll<br />
make some balancing in the air<br />
<br />
of our beginning, and begun, emerged<br />
from death's cool shapes to see<br />
<br />
and hold along the line, at airs<br />
sent to speak out and outer,<br />
<br />
but reduced at poles clipp't or<br />
framed down the hill at tree<br />
<br />
and moon to spin alert beheld,<br />
this love is in & sung to claim<br />
<br />
our space as moved, astir along<br />
to spread out and hold and<br />
<br />
clean your ears, I'll sing us in<br />
-to white rooms again we've<br />
<br />
passed the apprentice of darkness<br />
and now we have the day to<br />
<br />
make a line at love's heart &<br />
door, at last, at one begun, to.<br />
<br />
276<br />
<br />
Set out, then, into what is there:<br />
pool, claim, mark, term, set.<br />
<br />
aloft, the way is firm, endured<br />
but along to make a place my<br />
<br />
own moving, then to join the line<br />
and eye, you are : spoke, at.<br />
<br />
words set to the heart. Followed <br />
day by day to ease the path to<br />
<br />
another sureness, the same and<br />
not identical, what we have<br />
<br />
traded against the night, or<br />
touched and found the light<br />
<br />
at love's center. Bold or tuned<br />
out, spear and room, you are<br />
<br />
these names again to fold them<br />
on and peel off. But there<br />
<br />
it is, made to wait again for<br />
the inevitable heart as said<br />
<br />
to promise : at intersect, blue<br />
and red again, and mixed<br />
<br />
like mud walls, treed, nested,<br />
move these airs to mark, on.<br />
<br />
277 Gorky's childhood<br />
<br />
Looped again, child of the way,<br />
and left along these trails and<br />
<br />
makes a mark from lines thrown, the<br />
rye & listens, listens : the men<br />
<br />
descend, separate, paths of life crossed<br />
uncrossed, face of a blind man &<br />
<br />
the man of powders, but a child to<br />
seek another time, trods out into<br />
<br />
the meadow a long look back, &<br />
our terms regained again from<br />
<br />
light these women hold the time, too,<br />
and play it out throughout another<br />
<br />
air is left to hear & tell these<br />
stories, he did not hide his future<br />
<br />
in this presence of festivals where<br />
they have their books alert to<br />
<br />
term or spell, the mouse in the bottle<br />
the food shimmering through the cloth<br />
<br />
and light white filmed at eye &<br />
line. Song, then, butterfly, looped<br />
<br />
regained & termed, foal at charge,<br />
your heart has broken through again.<br />
<br />
278<br />
<br />
Your face alert alive the bird<br />
around our town has appeared.<br />
<br />
free & true, between times away <br />
and held out, we are alert<br />
<br />
and moved throughout your heart<br />
and holds the day alive to come<br />
<br />
again retrieve to light the house<br />
is slowly growing right to right<br />
<br />
and love. Clothed in light before<br />
our way to the mountain, &<br />
<br />
waiting here to hear yr words<br />
tonight, at pool & term, of<br />
<br />
new airs resembled outer at<br />
some sentencing, affirmed to<br />
<br />
mood or mark & spent a day<br />
is long enough transformed<br />
<br />
from law to heart the same<br />
rules at yr gentle ways<br />
<br />
and arrive to make our life<br />
draw around and hold. And<br />
<br />
you, butterfly, to hear these lines<br />
at love's permission. Loop regained.<br />
<br />
279<br />
<br />
And in this, body, we are come<br />
around to stop here, and rest.<br />
<br />
our own stillness is the center of the<br />
world, there is no other place.<br />
<br />
I’ll come up the road one last time,<br />
send myself home along the long way.<br />
<br />
love's day begins here, heart, and<br />
we'll make some houses ring with<br />
<br />
love; but oh these days are too long,<br />
and I've had enough forever.<br />
<br />
let me have your face before<br />
me all the time, your clean body<br />
<br />
in my arms, I'll sing between<br />
your legs, touch your shaved<br />
<br />
places tenderly again and then<br />
again because I love you.<br />
<br />
Let's go on, then, babe, and<br />
find a house, a piece of<br />
<br />
ground to lie on together<br />
and see my sons arrive<br />
<br />
around us, sacred life we<br />
live. Begin us, god, again.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-6304075823034233942007-04-21T05:05:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:41:15.995-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book VII|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
281<br />
<br />
You are, then, deep within me now<br />
and when we are together, forever.<br />
<br />
Yellowbud, butterfly, body-heart and<br />
coming right, along among, the<br />
<br />
queen's own body, open and rushed,<br />
licked and kissed, and at yr one &<br />
<br />
center, loop regains recall touch &<br />
spin yr lighted eyes, poem of<br />
<br />
day anew we'll make a place<br />
& stay, and say, go, to be<br />
<br />
alone together, driving the road<br />
and soon, harp and horn, song<br />
<br />
and claim throughout tomorrow<br />
or, then, fourteen days away,<br />
<br />
I sing yr name, orange cloth<br />
around my head, empty chain<br />
<br />
around my neck, yr shaved place<br />
smooth and young, priest and<br />
<br />
priestess of each other, houses of a<br />
sacred pleasure, our own, that<br />
<br />
is, and mounted, your throat-song<br />
eye heart; eagle flies home at last.<br />
<br />
282<br />
<br />
And on along, heart, toward what is<br />
there already, and new-bone, shaved<br />
<br />
alert away and clean, too, pressed to-<br />
gether, gathered like children, or<br />
<br />
your energy, and life's bright purposes<br />
termed swift and sudden, along<br />
<br />
your smiles at faces cracked & stoned,<br />
lighted from within : butterfly body-heart,<br />
<br />
eagle mount, mouth sung and proper, a<br />
weapon from the gods, at love begun<br />
<br />
and held, you are, purpose of my life<br />
and building in these landscapes molded<br />
<br />
by what we are together, forever, one<br />
heart aligned, aloft along among, &<br />
<br />
moved to, body, in our long hard<br />
trail; purified, we are, by our quest,<br />
<br />
and won, too, by love's sincerity<br />
within our making of the way. Light,<br />
<br />
eye, her house & mine, horse & rider,<br />
vibrating in alternate dominions,<br />
<br />
and the unforseen, then, our strength.<br />
as love has won us, so we are.<br />
<br />
283<br />
<br />
Crossed away, & no future uncertain,<br />
but begun, anyway, and thrust to<br />
<br />
call your name daily. Twelve days<br />
perhaps, and hell is over, steady plod<br />
<br />
of event's unfolding, moved along hard<br />
trails alone, I thought my live impermanent,<br />
<br />
separated; storage of life among the<br />
pygmies. Shortened sensations, wait-<br />
<br />
ing patiently, dreaming out the colors<br />
of the queen's own body. Neglect,<br />
<br />
perhaps, where a life goes astray,<br />
on the part of the person underway;<br />
<br />
you are, heart, my eye & song &<br />
body, my opening in the earth,<br />
<br />
frail warrior; today the world is<br />
silent and I am alone. No <br />
<br />
voice opens my mood. Tight pressure<br />
in the mountains, perhaps, she'll<br />
<br />
be there, and bone my pleasures<br />
eye to eye, seen & tongued.<br />
<br />
where, heart, do we converge, eye<br />
and sons and eagle : I'm thirsty.<br />
<br />
284<br />
<br />
And hears home, arrived at a<br />
new name, heart, I dreamed<br />
<br />
you clean this morning, bone in<br />
hand and handily. Ocean of<br />
<br />
body-heart, spasmed light bounces.<br />
I've got my cup back, too, &<br />
<br />
hear yr nerves singing me in &<br />
in. see these days decline to<br />
<br />
order and our way opened before<br />
us, like you are. My friends are<br />
<br />
settled and I am borne aside<br />
your mouth is opening out & out<br />
<br />
to catch these seeds. Goodbye<br />
friends; the mountain & my woman<br />
<br />
hold me in to her soft flesh again,<br />
but here, forever, along the road,<br />
<br />
a song again, at twelve days<br />
perhaps, and then we'll be at<br />
<br />
work and play together, among<br />
our distances made single<br />
<br />
and spoke, too, as one and<br />
seen, yr bodied perfect whole.<br />
<br />
285<br />
<br />
Loop regained recall to see & hold<br />
yr eye has opened, term & song<br />
<br />
along the road, these pieces to mark<br />
our way opened to touch yrself<br />
<br />
my eye & song, the bone, entering,<br />
withdrawing, and rests, rests,<br />
<br />
head to head, at union & tongue.<br />
love, I hear yr name my song<br />
<br />
is the butterfly you are. Spin at<br />
roof recall to show the line &<br />
<br />
fold her back, poled in, riding<br />
the horse inside her legs<br />
<br />
and seed spill, laps to slow<br />
forms of pleasure wrapped in<br />
<br />
like forgetting, but held affirmed<br />
at joint and hung out, foal.<br />
<br />
slow-slowly at half points to<br />
sleep the day and wake away,<br />
<br />
we are moving, foot and foot,<br />
but entangled, encountered,<br />
<br />
the world's fox, slow & gentle,<br />
showing her the loom's recall.<br />
<br />
286<br />
<br />
Loop rewind recall, this road is open,<br />
heart, yr name again, or planned<br />
<br />
around the day's magics, music<br />
from the center of today, the<br />
<br />
butterfly dance, swimming on top<br />
of you, asleep, entered, hums.<br />
<br />
and the road sways already new<br />
again to term away & held alert<br />
<br />
to call or smooth lines through<br />
-out and spins to say, yellow bud<br />
<br />
again, & met, Eagle's mate,<br />
going by the rest to rest inside<br />
<br />
yr eyes, soon, forever, won<br />
aside the day's purposes, too,<br />
<br />
to hold alert along aloft among<br />
yr blue bottom is my string<br />
<br />
and barked aloud, ah, boogie<br />
lets, at lunch, between yr<br />
<br />
eyes, a spot lying around &<br />
showing it to me for finger<br />
<br />
play and opening & closing<br />
on my ears, sucked again, &<br />
<br />
287<br />
<br />
Our affairs, then, at house & way of <br />
some renewal, we are permanent.<br />
<br />
and so, relief, intent of the heart, <br />
to peel away what is below the rest.<br />
<br />
held. And the opening out of something<br />
clear and perpetual flash, light-in.<br />
<br />
spring through hearing, flash again<br />
at love's edge, agreed, to speak.<br />
<br />
and there, urgently, perhaps, to go<br />
directly about our affairs, too, as<br />
<br />
a room and plunge, get down<br />
babe, and get direct yourself.<br />
<br />
mingled between father & son, the<br />
concubine & slave arrive to visit;<br />
<br />
she is active and hungry, still, &<br />
feeds by what is there, leading<br />
<br />
after something, yr energies, are<br />
what it seems, too, pooling her<br />
<br />
terms for action all along the<br />
line. Around & in behind, it<br />
<br />
is pleasure's time, agreed, this<br />
easy distance, traveled, along.<br />
<br />
288<br />
<br />
Arrived, too, at the edge of <br />
plans, and formed, easily, of<br />
<br />
these dreams we are, heart on.<br />
As : lubricate, name, act, I'll see.<br />
<br />
Horse, queen, ride own, bodied<br />
by devotion, and out-sung, to<br />
<br />
yr doorway gone along at eagles<br />
spun head rushed into into, warm.<br />
<br />
and leaf jumped, at wife, or tight<br />
behind and in, a room subsides<br />
<br />
and disappears, where loose airs<br />
relief and turn the heart, love's<br />
<br />
remember'd a lime & kiln straw<br />
to pools leased to out and fly.<br />
<br />
dreamed and made, slowly, at<br />
these ropes sentenced joyously<br />
<br />
scale of the body's magnificence<br />
plunged into devotion, then, and<br />
<br />
the road, a long way from here<br />
to there, shaved, a bone, yr back<br />
<br />
pressed out and flat, my own<br />
seed & long along our life, begun.<br />
<br />
289<br />
<br />
I see you here, this room of<br />
windows, clean and proper,<br />
<br />
and out the day, at play yr<br />
bone inside, and smiling, heart,<br />
<br />
plunged in deep, yr hand, too, holds<br />
you open open, licked & sucked.<br />
<br />
devotion, butterfly into what is right,<br />
and made, a way that works,<br />
<br />
too, done often, arrived, blue, smelled<br />
from love's bodies mingled at the<br />
<br />
mouth & waist, formed alive alert<br />
and coupled firm & slippery, a<br />
<br />
heart on top, mouth down & down,<br />
tongue in-side yr coming again.<br />
<br />
the last time around, babe, it don't<br />
come easy, but stays to say it all,<br />
<br />
you'll be these dreams & have devotion<br />
in yr name, our child waits one<br />
<br />
term only cycle of replenishment, base<br />
of days together, finally, where we<br />
<br />
mat these trails of dream & act, at<br />
pleasure spun, eagle, his mate, along.<br />
<br />
290<br />
<br />
Alert recall yr call is home, sure<br />
to send away and pool, climb.<br />
<br />
there is someone to meet, and then<br />
hold the way open, as a heart<br />
<br />
to pool & sentence yr openings<br />
are also sent along the way.<br />
<br />
and managed, throughout, relieved<br />
and positioned similarly, you'll<br />
<br />
be there alone & stripped clean<br />
for this beginning : persons of value,<br />
<br />
hidden away, reassemble at safety<br />
when proper or undisguised at flight.<br />
<br />
eagle moves alone & summons his<br />
scattered pieces into a house for<br />
<br />
winter's pleasure, days of touch<br />
declare another building, stone,<br />
<br />
log: and pictured, heart, yr body,<br />
playing it out, as : scene, juice,<br />
<br />
floating out, worked in: we'll have<br />
some air between us both in our<br />
<br />
final positioning of forces fielding<br />
completion in our energies, fucked.<br />
<br />
291<br />
<br />
Asway & leaved, affirmed & into;<br />
now you are, and ready, but<br />
<br />
such fragile distances, or, ruled<br />
now only by patience, an unfold<br />
<br />
-ing of yourself, heart, practiced<br />
by the candle's light lighting<br />
<br />
of yourself from inside, your<br />
depths my pleasures seen.<br />
<br />
strong along the line, we are<br />
sent this way and made one<br />
<br />
song among our motives, thrust<br />
song and term throughout the<br />
<br />
time we are risked by life's<br />
adventures, and seen to be<br />
<br />
the things of some renewal of<br />
the light we have made already,<br />
<br />
love's marks throughout some<br />
proper balancing of our passions,<br />
<br />
expressed, loosed upon each other,<br />
pressed on and in : looped recall.<br />
<br />
summer's tense reliefs at work,<br />
and the house resumes its life.<br />
<br />
292<br />
<br />
Inched along our marriage parts<br />
yourself to come between our<br />
<br />
days to sing and heare the<br />
long pulses sending us up to<br />
<br />
see along our term together.<br />
And the way is partly opened out.<br />
<br />
and meet a new loom recall to<br />
say yr name again, last day, here.<br />
<br />
road song : we are still man &<br />
woman, estranged by gestures from<br />
<br />
our past. The road carries us into<br />
summer without particulars, and<br />
<br />
this arrival of time in our life<br />
together will make us one along.<br />
<br />
Moved, butterfly, to hold you to me<br />
still and still again, yr waves<br />
<br />
parted and clear, we'll play to<br />
-gether in a week, that's time<br />
<br />
for our believing, wrapp't, thorough,<br />
and in our day, another life<br />
<br />
erupts from between yr eyes,<br />
a spot, regained, opened, cool.<br />
<br />
293<br />
<br />
Love's words at their proper distance<br />
spoke, your ear would call them<br />
<br />
out and outer we have this peace<br />
To enter, friend, where a wave has<br />
<br />
curled us into life together, and where<br />
we sleep, body, day begins anew<br />
<br />
our dream of waking up together, soon;<br />
I feel us healed inside our love,<br />
<br />
arrived through words at our own<br />
term. It's quiet, now, this energy<br />
<br />
of you. I am your arrow, slung.<br />
words are the hearts deeds,<br />
<br />
I love you, body, and devotion<br />
is our mood, horse and rider<br />
<br />
depart where love enters us<br />
visibly, in transformation, at<br />
<br />
yr bridge, you are. Birth of<br />
love's body today, begun, then,<br />
<br />
a mouth of days before us to<br />
lie together, relaxed in a new<br />
<br />
ecstasy of quiet, I have left<br />
my ropes behind, you are my fire.<br />
<br />
294<br />
<br />
My dream: the eagle and his<br />
mate criss-cross across the<br />
<br />
canyon. He has called her down<br />
to hunt, and they cry back &<br />
<br />
forth as they soar among the trees,<br />
riding the wind together. I sit<br />
<br />
on the hill behind his house<br />
last summer, the eagle turns<br />
<br />
above my head, across the top<br />
of the hill, around the tree-top,<br />
<br />
peering. So we are, body, swimming<br />
through each other in the perfect<br />
<br />
beauty of our love, together, and<br />
I see you now, clean, in our <br />
<br />
final white room, this perfect<br />
marriage and mating of spirits<br />
<br />
and bodies we have learned to be.<br />
and wearing love's harness, we<br />
<br />
are mutual in our grace and moved<br />
to hold ourselves to love's perfect<br />
<br />
grasp. We have made this jump<br />
together, heart, and landed in the light.<br />
<br />
295 Boise Bus Station / The End of the Road<br />
<br />
A prayer for us, body : let us make<br />
amends here, let me not be overly humble;<br />
<br />
but a sincere apology for 3 years of<br />
hard times, from my hard-running<br />
<br />
fear; let us start our life today<br />
where we have landed, both of us,<br />
<br />
neither knowing as much as we thought,<br />
but this love we share is as great<br />
<br />
as the dream and it is real & strong<br />
between us. Bring me off the road,<br />
<br />
heart, let us bind ourselves into<br />
this love, count our dollars into<br />
<br />
being together. Let us make a language<br />
to help each other in our fears,<br />
<br />
let us husband & wive together now,<br />
tonight in our contract for life.<br />
<br />
but me, heart, wife, I am deeply<br />
sorry, I have hurt you, let me<br />
<br />
make it true, now, that I'll build<br />
our house and raise our children<br />
<br />
and be as much a man for you<br />
as you have always been my woman.<br />
<br />
296<br />
<br />
House, lighted, passing along yr<br />
eyes are new and bright, cracks<br />
<br />
in the ceiling to let in the light<br />
and here, at last, revolved at.<br />
<br />
you are, then, and I am, too, a<br />
loop among along, together, to<br />
<br />
mark, move, hold : and what is.<br />
right, then, persists, wind, air.<br />
<br />
morning's beginning, road, heart<br />
away and sent to hear through<br />
<br />
-out yr time & sentences, our own.<br />
backed out, touched, fathomed.<br />
<br />
the children come & go & stay the<br />
way is opened by our love and<br />
<br />
temper of night begun, green, green.<br />
and roofed along, to hold, hear,<br />
<br />
mark & moon : away, looped between<br />
yr eyes a spot, pear, I am<br />
<br />
a man revived from dreaming by<br />
your love. Now we are among<br />
<br />
our distances, heart. Moved toward<br />
light, and lighted into moving.<br />
<br />
297<br />
<br />
And made out along yr eyes<br />
to hold my time along &<br />
<br />
move to speak yr name, eyes.<br />
agent of : light seen at the<br />
<br />
edge and motive, looped, among<br />
yr hearts and terms, and all<br />
<br />
along the day to blue begun yr<br />
mouth on mine and more to<br />
<br />
see than song and fur, feather,<br />
the ears are drummed, spoke.<br />
<br />
but held down, spread apart<br />
loomed in and marked, are.<br />
<br />
the day : you'll be my friend.<br />
the rest goes by and out to<br />
<br />
meet the other friends, scooped<br />
alert recall yr face & flesh<br />
<br />
the overt rows relief to pool yr<br />
love has won the day & out to<br />
<br />
say "I love you" in again the<br />
rooms are clean and the heart<br />
<br />
is softened, lighted, clipped to<br />
open up yr body, make some.<br />
<br />
298<br />
<br />
Which makes life's withdrawals<br />
perfect, the withdrawal into life,<br />
<br />
made round around these signs:<br />
water, your body, eyes, day the day.<br />
<br />
And cleaned out of habits, we are quiet,<br />
friend, in the shower of light, & gets<br />
<br />
off into warm pressure on yr belly, seeds,<br />
sprouted from yr soft flesh, trees,<br />
<br />
the mountain uprised grain on grain<br />
these pools, fountains, joyous patience,<br />
<br />
then, at ease to play around within<br />
our love : helped, we are in this<br />
<br />
adventure folded out among along<br />
these solitudes fled away last night,<br />
<br />
and body rounded butterfly bumped<br />
up asleep under the dreaming red<br />
<br />
blanket. The elephant swings his trunk<br />
like this. Houses, worked out &<br />
<br />
made to pleasure, some last chasing<br />
around, babe, & then Eagle's next<br />
<br />
at mountain's edge, trailers, friends,<br />
children, work, love's new life arrived.<br />
<br />
299<br />
<br />
Turn return recall to set & tell,<br />
here, the pool & clime, yr eyes,<br />
<br />
another sun & tell to stay alert :<br />
moved toward remiss & claim.<br />
<br />
there are these moods made clear<br />
and firm, and held along the way,<br />
<br />
butterfly, you are, then, in our<br />
scene and line, distinctions have<br />
<br />
been made but surely the town<br />
awaits its proof, so slowly moved<br />
<br />
this mountain grain on grain, at<br />
hearts away & grown, clear, the<br />
<br />
eyes revolve to plans & sentences.<br />
home, then, and the repetition of the<br />
<br />
lines on the door of the house and<br />
this emptied circle of our lives, turned<br />
<br />
and met, within some entirety & light<br />
these houses pooled & flung as: out<br />
<br />
to outer, we've kicked it loose for<br />
love's perfect entry, so slow and<br />
<br />
new, arrived & named, yr spots &<br />
senses, cloud of pastures, foal.<br />
<br />
300<br />
<br />
Heart-song. And in some cleansing<br />
of our bodies, mating of energies<br />
<br />
and fantasms, arrived together through<br />
our play; prayerful optimism, love's<br />
<br />
bodied forth, the crazed brother recedes.<br />
the scheme of identities makes us<br />
<br />
brother and sister, at the bridge &<br />
over, birthed into seeing not by<br />
<br />
bodies only, but into love's emptiness,<br />
and new shoes, perhaps, joining us<br />
<br />
at trail & way. An altogether spiritual<br />
match of love energies, ceremonial<br />
<br />
play of acts across dreams, equations<br />
of style and watched throughout<br />
<br />
in pleasure's eye of scene-songs.<br />
and here we have both left all<br />
<br />
our children behind : as : life's will<br />
intends us, maiden & man, to join<br />
<br />
them in our hearts together, body,<br />
recovering them all where they<br />
<br />
live within us, and as we join them<br />
to our love, others, all, visible, among.<br />
<br />
301<br />
<br />
This life as light as lighted<br />
from within as words are acts,<br />
<br />
and held, too, firm, yr hand<br />
is warm, I see, and leaped<br />
<br />
out, these ways are seen to<br />
sleep away to send between<br />
<br />
yr legs, my heart, on the line<br />
and met, then, and seen to<br />
<br />
be these lines permit and tell<br />
us who we are, as some<br />
<br />
distancing permits the way to <br />
hold, child of, family of<br />
<br />
the heart & met : gathering<br />
in these airs permit and<br />
<br />
looped : thrust, gong, remiss<br />
as, lateral left latex flange.<br />
<br />
butterfly, yr ears are blue, yr<br />
bottom rubbed & stroked,<br />
<br />
wet flames gather and rest.<br />
arrive. And clearing, term,<br />
<br />
the book says, as we are,<br />
love's new people, & here.<br />
<br />
302<br />
<br />
And arrived, heart, at yr door<br />
-way opened out to speak these<br />
<br />
solitary adventures of ourselves,<br />
then, and my son stays here,<br />
<br />
again, with me, and you, eye,<br />
the opened sentence of some<br />
<br />
revival : images beckon, and an<br />
unfolding of the way contains<br />
<br />
us in some direction of the light.<br />
arrived, arised, complete, to<br />
<br />
some sudden sentences, abrupt!<br />
but skip or turn, and root her<br />
<br />
down to stay along the line,<br />
wrapt and spent, yr eye<br />
<br />
is opened out & wet, slipped<br />
in and molded, yr slight<br />
<br />
wisps of beauty, even, emptied,<br />
then, and moved throughout<br />
<br />
the loop is termed asway to<br />
spread yr legs and give<br />
<br />
it tongue and song, yr spot,<br />
of course, and lapped, loved.<br />
<br />
303<br />
<br />
And sends, along, to hold, at<br />
verge & stain these waves<br />
<br />
permit, and lessen, at the <br />
room's slipped edges, on the<br />
<br />
chair to trim and snip, the<br />
eyes are opened through acts<br />
<br />
and forests. Or, roughed out, you<br />
are these sentences, song & air<br />
<br />
revolved to center & mood, at<br />
danger moved, delivered out to<br />
<br />
life's bright light, love's anchors<br />
cast or brought, then, about a<br />
<br />
single pasture, or dug in, rock &<br />
line, at motives cast, flung, a<br />
<br />
heart aligns & spins yr foams<br />
particular in ear or foal, as<br />
<br />
doubt begins its easing : house and<br />
garden omit as stencils do, & leave<br />
<br />
the rest rests and hears our<br />
names, again, together or gathered.<br />
<br />
and through the door, spent. On.<br />
heart-sung, overlapped, yr eye.<br />
<br />
304<br />
<br />
Hold, the heart's words are sent<br />
to seal these walls & woods:<br />
<br />
line align the rest, and rest,<br />
you are sent throughout these<br />
<br />
trees and sounds of love's own<br />
truth, of often services sent,<br />
<br />
and thrust, then, clear & tuned,<br />
to hold these trees upright, &<br />
<br />
rooted, firmed, completed, and<br />
acts toward some simpler density,<br />
<br />
or removed, then, and plain<br />
to hear some even laughter,<br />
<br />
time and time, placid toward<br />
newer remains upcast to<br />
<br />
drift no way but here the<br />
moon's laughter played out<br />
<br />
the night of sun disturbed at<br />
tables flung the heart of<br />
<br />
words to cast & spell the day<br />
to move and make molded<br />
<br />
platters, perfumed, yr eye, as<br />
clean to see the time again.<br />
<br />
305<br />
<br />
The light year ran to this, &<br />
held the way ahead, right<br />
<br />
and then left, but not direct.<br />
and so we hold asway to part,<br />
<br />
heart, and firm align yr eye<br />
to spear my tools and limbs.<br />
<br />
we might be perfect, and we<br />
might, too, be alone, but held<br />
<br />
to these fortunes like something<br />
at the summit, pooled around<br />
<br />
the staff in red shirts, alas,<br />
to smile, fork to eye & spill<br />
<br />
our heat inside somewhere,<br />
then, and left away to lean<br />
<br />
back again at work's promises<br />
top you and who we are in that.<br />
<br />
under all, you are. Nouns to speak<br />
their copulation, at act & act,<br />
<br />
then, butterfly, drawing in the net<br />
of uncertainties, scaling down the<br />
<br />
cosmos of acts, building a simple<br />
love for house & garden, along!<br />
<br />
306<br />
<br />
Light's line, life as, yr eyes shine,<br />
and turned in, I am, on this,<br />
<br />
love's beginning to be firm affirmed<br />
out & outer, and where we met,<br />
<br />
final outlasting of our own tempers,<br />
and turn return I will, & soon, a<br />
<br />
further re-ordering of my brain cells,<br />
in in upon in, and turned here<br />
<br />
to love's quickening sent alert, then<br />
termed asway, butterfly of this<br />
<br />
renewal of the way, matter<br />
transformed into spirit, then, as<br />
<br />
love's alchemy makes the world<br />
anew, and set, at the way and<br />
<br />
term, return, loop regain recall,<br />
as: man & woman, or who we are<br />
<br />
are in this marriage of lives,<br />
will in will of energy's trance &<br />
<br />
dance & drum and quiet, spirit,<br />
the Lone Combatant, eagle, even,<br />
<br />
rised arised into your eyes, body, <br />
swarmed alive alert & along<br />
<br />
307<br />
<br />
Light's line, a life alive, uninterrupted.<br />
foal to charge, energy's line to<br />
<br />
acts, heart, you are, and one, there<br />
is no distance [intuition & intellect],<br />
<br />
or twins of the same flesh, love's<br />
name alert to hold, spell, along<br />
<br />
these vast blue airs & terms, melted<br />
through the distant pronouns of the<br />
<br />
way: one and one is another one.<br />
but easier throughout, hollow.<br />
<br />
the heart's own light mingled in<br />
the pit, ravine, scorn of trails this<br />
<br />
trial of the Cosmic Surfer, swum,<br />
at rough hewn logs sewn to<br />
<br />
doubts aired alert always to<br />
hold, distinct out rushed among<br />
<br />
other newer disturbances, recognized.<br />
but tell me brother, how was<br />
<br />
the height, the mountain, were you<br />
uprooted upthrust in challenge?<br />
<br />
love's own name, formed, moved to<br />
hold these airs along & one, at.<br />
<br />
308<br />
<br />
Your name, of day spent aloft to<br />
see these winds have moved to<br />
<br />
hold alert away and firm, complete,<br />
push at sign and room, the day.<br />
<br />
but not relaxed in motion sent<br />
as work these suns & clouds to<br />
<br />
hold the time and shift sudden<br />
and make the way cleared out<br />
<br />
spelled out to line along, among<br />
yr presences, then, and told to<br />
<br />
sleep soft and opened out, yr<br />
ears, too, folded back away to<br />
<br />
lean thorough or seen, and back,<br />
to, your shoulders' handles and<br />
<br />
I your shovel, deep to shore<br />
your sudden rhythms, mouth<br />
<br />
to mouth, and shot, too, on<br />
the softness of yr breast, and<br />
<br />
slips your hands away, washed,<br />
seeds of light fill yr eye as<br />
<br />
watched, the morning opened out<br />
to play & come again, heart on.<br />
<br />
309<br />
<br />
Housed throughout yr notes, canceled<br />
into morning as light to light,<br />
<br />
and entering the queen's own body,<br />
do not take it personally, but<br />
<br />
take it. And termed, along, heart,<br />
you might persist, air to air, as<br />
<br />
another child would last be last<br />
as new another land inhabits<br />
<br />
the same princes as: the maiden<br />
and the law: as : the mood of<br />
<br />
the whole piece is effected in<br />
singular jumps, as brother &<br />
<br />
son receive equally at the<br />
queen's generosity. I am at<br />
<br />
the edge, and keeping busy,<br />
all I wanted , out of the way,<br />
<br />
perhaps we'll land there yet,<br />
house and garden and last<br />
<br />
as let, as let, the term is<br />
for it, eye and tongue the<br />
<br />
same time to jerk off, and<br />
fly some seeds around the room.<br />
<br />
310<br />
<br />
Named as spent alert to scene &<br />
songe these loops unfold & toil.<br />
<br />
serpent & arm, the leader presses<br />
on & spins around the sun again.<br />
<br />
loop alert along : organ & eyes, to<br />
fold utter outer back & down, sea.<br />
<br />
placed around the terms are set<br />
at pole and stair, yr white dress.<br />
<br />
and flown, alert away to recog<br />
-nize her lines are folded into<br />
<br />
morning asleep & swept, to roses<br />
thorn & peal, stripped down, last.<br />
<br />
and houses are known again as<br />
surfaced noises, rhythm of ease.<br />
<br />
your moon away to hear my<br />
name again, lipped out, seed &<br />
<br />
tongue, slippery breast, white juice,<br />
last moment together, energies<br />
<br />
resumed but tired, tried, my own<br />
handle wet but plying, screw<br />
<br />
of night airs, as love's person to<br />
ear her rear alive along, in.<br />
<br />
311<br />
<br />
Mountain, y-clips, eye, this<br />
reflected shadow, the way is<br />
<br />
drawing out and out, heart, to<br />
some stability of airs removed<br />
<br />
post & rail on the line & met.<br />
and home, along the way as<br />
<br />
term & mark ride all along the<br />
time, spoke to push among<br />
<br />
his temporary dues toward a<br />
flash & claim of rooms and<br />
<br />
acts; thrust, poles are housed<br />
or all along yr time, spaced.<br />
<br />
wind unwound toward single acts<br />
closed the loom of resistances<br />
<br />
forced rhymed alert mood-spill,<br />
white and pooled, imagine, then,<br />
<br />
the rest, our acts, pulled off &<br />
seen, as usual is all right<br />
<br />
for some, but where trails give<br />
out the body's caution sells<br />
<br />
to split yr hands should cover<br />
these fragile distances again.<br />
<br />
312<br />
<br />
And in the road of solitary wishes,<br />
the eye confronts its charges:<br />
<br />
where we stand examined of our<br />
selves seen to be alert among<br />
<br />
these posts & ways yr heart sub<br />
-sides this pool of light, staffed<br />
<br />
with red shirts, yr life in order<br />
set against love's goal & shape<br />
<br />
a life between her legs and<br />
pulled out first your easy ges<br />
<br />
-tures slow term & term grown<br />
foal & charge the day is<br />
<br />
moved & set to hold line on<br />
line to move, arrow & clime,<br />
<br />
the roadway pooled again<br />
to rough these texts you<br />
<br />
statue these clipped roses at<br />
the hairs & spent to roast<br />
<br />
another day away, folded, set<br />
to term mouth & mouth, as<br />
<br />
dollars set another line, time<br />
gathered at love's new term.<br />
<br />
313<br />
<br />
Moon, alarm, full the day line<br />
to term aloft & sudden among<br />
<br />
some artichokes improper lasting<br />
through innocence, these men or<br />
<br />
fellows of ships alert the waves<br />
are tossed throughout the same<br />
<br />
way sending, roller & storm the<br />
ceiling white, too, to fall away<br />
<br />
yr eyes but thrust through scene<br />
& time, slow but spaced-out<br />
<br />
at last along the way returned<br />
alone out of hell, even, and<br />
<br />
let the peasants run their<br />
confidences mysteries and the<br />
<br />
donkey's myth resumed to stores<br />
climbed, love is this allocation of<br />
<br />
energies, body, even, state & stare:<br />
loop align recall to doubt<br />
<br />
released, sung, another trans<br />
-portation underway, drawn<br />
<br />
along by simple lines cast singly<br />
love's name, eye-heart, loafed, at.<br />
<br />
314<br />
<br />
Line & line, light's position in<br />
the eye, yr flower is open<br />
<br />
I'll drop some seeds & see<br />
you push them in, but slow,<br />
<br />
body, let me come along, your<br />
own pace is slower, less frequent,<br />
<br />
the milky stem. Related spoons<br />
the music opened out, tool, or<br />
<br />
danced & spun among yr heart<br />
subsides through moves made<br />
<br />
to love alert thought out beside<br />
the airs wrapt & sullen but<br />
<br />
yr own wet lips are playful<br />
too, and catch me in the air,<br />
<br />
swallowed, another charge of<br />
light is well behaved & certain,<br />
<br />
and even; even though intents<br />
differ, the acts are fine, plural,<br />
<br />
we should sustain this peaceful<br />
range of rings & flesh. Pot the<br />
<br />
sage is sucked & jerked &<br />
says, see! See! Yr finger drives.<br />
<br />
315<br />
<br />
Daily renewal, yr sliding hand my<br />
eye yr open flower I'll lay<br />
<br />
these seeds upon yr lip & see<br />
yr finger push them in, one by<br />
<br />
one, & have this opened eye of<br />
flower & song our hole and tongue<br />
<br />
at last some clean fluids to<br />
save these rings of flesh & pole<br />
<br />
of light fountains you like to<br />
watch me come, & me the<br />
<br />
same, your easy distance along<br />
my spine, the stain & stem of<br />
<br />
love's eruptions, yr spasm is<br />
my joy, hears you slide some<br />
<br />
soft thing in and out again &<br />
likes yr licks & hums, head<br />
<br />
bounding her voice's "ah" & slung<br />
around & over me, tonight,<br />
<br />
to get yr arms & lines and<br />
make our hands and eyes<br />
<br />
part of our pleasures, open<br />
yr flower and catch some rain.<br />
<br />
316<br />
<br />
Freed eagle sings at last,<br />
this approach of light, step<br />
<br />
by step : mood to move, moon<br />
out and held firm affirmed<br />
<br />
outlasts time, even, by patience<br />
and elocution, rock & roll age<br />
<br />
descent to hell's own name, the<br />
pig faced jailer, outspun by his<br />
<br />
charges, and told without lame<br />
and marched,, they are true, too<br />
<br />
to that upon which they rest, a<br />
long line out,, of brothers and told<br />
<br />
this is the day, & air, at last<br />
tonga, sings & dances, "No, I did<br />
<br />
not like that" either, and brother,<br />
love's changed heart, & in seclusion,<br />
<br />
butterfly, well mate the day away,<br />
at foal & house & charge, &<br />
<br />
said, music, comes along the way<br />
again at last to sing our<br />
<br />
love is new & met & strong &<br />
sung, heart, your bright new shirt.<br />
<br />
317<br />
<br />
Flown free turned out at last,<br />
and lights in, leaves off, has.<br />
<br />
yr face, wet, kissed aside, heart.<br />
I'll ride these roads up the<br />
<br />
line, hat asway, my head stirs<br />
life within us quickens to the<br />
<br />
seed, begins, slowly, raised within<br />
love's bounty is to protect, and<br />
<br />
holds, to thrust slowly mouth<br />
to yr eye, legs up, perhaps<br />
<br />
to play my own tune & like yr<br />
licks their terms are, then,<br />
<br />
as I like yr features flesh and<br />
heart the way to fly is in<br />
<br />
the air of love's spirits, too,<br />
and won, one, in yr eye a<br />
<br />
spot, delicate, branched, seized <br />
& yielded, increased into<br />
<br />
this fellowship. We are aswim,<br />
butterfly, at our ears buzzed,<br />
<br />
I've crossed this great water<br />
alone to meet yr love again.<br />
<br />
318<br />
<br />
And looped along among yr<br />
roses, and raised, yr breasts,<br />
<br />
to firm their points yr eyes<br />
are clear yr face is said.<br />
<br />
and shore, too, flame insert,<br />
to pool sleep away affirmed<br />
<br />
out at outer lines, and split<br />
out across yr face, butterfly.<br />
<br />
I'll see a day away and<br />
bus this room along yr lines.<br />
<br />
and cool to please me if<br />
you might, or are you tired.<br />
<br />
moved throughout, to see if<br />
it can be done and if it<br />
<br />
can well, and if not, done.<br />
These lines at last do con-<br />
<br />
struct my presence out and<br />
outer. You are no man, either, &<br />
<br />
I am no woman, we've rised arrived<br />
to out & outer then, again, a<br />
<br />
cool seclusion, & permanent,<br />
to lie down again, heart, on.<br />
<br />
319<br />
<br />
Turned along the line & met,<br />
faces turned away along the<br />
<br />
edge and focused out to tell,<br />
the way is clear, each day<br />
<br />
crests further out, as held to<br />
term aloft away & spaced,<br />
<br />
out along the term & mark<br />
sent singly to hold sway &<br />
<br />
looped out, hard onto the top<br />
yr face is split out moved<br />
<br />
by careful thought, I am<br />
and heard to scoop yr eye<br />
<br />
is noon to peal, another easy<br />
line, my own, yr simple<br />
<br />
gestures made alive to loop<br />
asway and straw to hold<br />
<br />
a house away, followed out to<br />
these simple paths, as spoke <br />
<br />
or held affirmed to pool &<br />
swim, another butterfly<br />
<br />
settles out at love's density,<br />
were moved, through, sand.<br />
<br />
320<br />
<br />
Progress means the day; we open<br />
out this light begun, as life<br />
<br />
and termed, heart, the way,<br />
her eyes have left the earth.<br />
<br />
we are turned out to another<br />
place, it seems, and the flesh<br />
<br />
is less intense, our baby has<br />
taken something from between <br />
<br />
us and left a friendship to be<br />
rebuilt, there is bitterness to<br />
<br />
leave behind, disappointment,<br />
these years have diminished us.<br />
<br />
now we are both intent, body,<br />
on the house. Perhaps we'll<br />
<br />
start this summer, & why not?<br />
here where we are now try-<br />
<br />
ing to bring it back into focus,<br />
there is a great energy of<br />
<br />
work & pressure in me to<br />
mate us in habits and caring<br />
<br />
for each other, helping these<br />
next few days become a life.<br />
<br />
321<br />
<br />
Is it our nature to be so opposed<br />
and separate : here at the front<br />
<br />
of our achieving, our differences<br />
are underlined, and surely, too<br />
<br />
the depth of union can be as<br />
severe as its disturbances. In<br />
<br />
small matters, good fortune.<br />
the road has brought me<br />
<br />
home this night, there is no<br />
love without you, body, &<br />
<br />
as we are, here, perhaps created<br />
out of love, us, we have our<br />
<br />
prayers & signs. But opposed,<br />
we must admit, around our<br />
<br />
words & pleasures, that the<br />
barrier is there, a mirror &<br />
<br />
reflection of acts, mimicry of<br />
tensions, but human. With<br />
<br />
this in mind, I go to my job<br />
at the rock wall, guided by<br />
<br />
love, feeding myself this slow<br />
recovery of love, body, home.<br />
<br />
322<br />
<br />
And arrived, at last, to this still-<br />
ness of house & song, and where<br />
<br />
these trails have met, center of, light<br />
this means and tong of, light of, again,<br />
<br />
and spent, as joy's danger passed<br />
and you, heart, among my pressures,<br />
<br />
moon cast, the light, or song, the<br />
house or rock & log, or gardening.<br />
<br />
or still : these waves permit &<br />
strain as outward into acts &<br />
<br />
love's new beginning in the air,<br />
or how we are these days begun<br />
<br />
again at air & post, yr face is<br />
still alert and one, as these days<br />
<br />
have celebrations of our mood,<br />
honor & song, these waves per<br />
<br />
-mit. Loop along around among<br />
astir, these days subside to<br />
<br />
union, and in the air, yr eyes<br />
are mine, as seen to come across<br />
<br />
you did, untouched, yr laugh,<br />
as eyes make love with acts.<br />
<br />
323<br />
<br />
Looped among collection, sphere of<br />
total leaps along the heart, way.<br />
<br />
you are, and risen upward, life's flood<br />
of light, to light regained, seen<br />
<br />
as rope, taut, love's joy floats to<br />
pool these days along the room is<br />
<br />
turned out, met, spun, gathered as<br />
green and yellow told out astir &<br />
<br />
set, line & line again the door is<br />
met with wooden posts & rails,<br />
<br />
rocked outer & then looped again,<br />
the rain, or often, the day, at.<br />
<br />
a single grasp is sufficient, felt.<br />
or name & clime, the way alert,<br />
<br />
profuse, or sullen, out leaped, a<br />
long line out, her face swarms<br />
<br />
alert & called, sick & sleeping a<br />
moon to set, pool, lake, air,<br />
<br />
but no spaces between, love's<br />
continuous celebrations permit<br />
<br />
these names alive and sent,<br />
hold: day resounds to life, on.<br />
<br />
324<br />
<br />
Mined, alert and dug out, welcome,<br />
spread apart, too, from designates,<br />
<br />
to follow the way around her house<br />
is fixed upon limits from the air,<br />
<br />
but found between these lines along<br />
the lines : formed asway bestir & found.<br />
<br />
but here. You have these airs permit,<br />
and foaled out & outer, pressed to.<br />
<br />
firm between the day is moved to hold<br />
the time away & met to move & stall<br />
<br />
the lines are parted like yr legs, &<br />
strod between, lipped & singled.<br />
<br />
but listen: foregone these acts &<br />
thoughts of house & garden, to do<br />
<br />
them their honor as realities, we<br />
would make our tempers follow<br />
<br />
two hearts intermingled in their<br />
faces how they are. And mark, move<br />
<br />
the way into our lives together, to<br />
pool ascent the light from love's<br />
<br />
name begun out & outer to last along<br />
among astir between the days & on.<br />
<br />
325<br />
<br />
This way & moved, through fire to<br />
the pool, the lake, overcome these<br />
<br />
lanes, fathomed, perhaps, in sincerity <br />
or these loops fashioned from reflection.<br />
<br />
your capacities, heart, for the open<br />
flame, and then pulsed out beyond,<br />
<br />
another room defies the night, and where<br />
we fly so high together, there are<br />
<br />
no boundaries, belief centered in acts,<br />
joy claims these territories as real.<br />
<br />
It is this mark made upon the<br />
flesh, gently, which binds us<br />
<br />
into each other, slipped around our<br />
doubts, love's anchor holds the day,<br />
<br />
permits our lessons & subsides fear,<br />
some explorations of new terms is<br />
<br />
made, and dreams inhabit other<br />
rooms, we are made of light, &<br />
<br />
seen. The plan holds. House and<br />
garden elope the day away, "you<br />
<br />
are believed," and listen, then, heart,<br />
you are, & love's time opens the way.<br />
<br />
326<br />
<br />
Loop along air. Hold to pools &<br />
spin among disturbances true<br />
<br />
to some beginning, and spaced out,<br />
held, the new day has its bumps.<br />
<br />
but made but marked my own<br />
way a way is house and garden,<br />
<br />
to push the day on & light the<br />
airs of love's new term of, spool.<br />
<br />
blue these weeds alert between<br />
my legs an air of tempos<br />
<br />
thrust pole & chain, yr flesh floats.<br />
and not sinking, these green flows.<br />
<br />
yr name is mine, or am I you?<br />
we are the same, heart, and met,<br />
<br />
halfway, to see eye to eye, at<br />
the moon & marked out, at<br />
<br />
last lasted on & pushed through<br />
the eye's needle of attributes,<br />
<br />
breath and term, my back worked<br />
out, we ran the length of it, and<br />
<br />
hoisted out our flag, love's way.<br />
blue balloons and rough fathoms.<br />
<br />
327<br />
<br />
Mark this term aloft, lighted, thus.<br />
mixed pleasures afford the charge,<br />
<br />
live to love's way, at foal & time,<br />
these rocks are wooden, made low<br />
<br />
and spread across. Blue, these airs,<br />
and loop to spool & mind rewind to<br />
<br />
light the way as love's name is spell<br />
& time, to move sudden, aroused, a<br />
<br />
heaven. And cleared out, too, as one<br />
and two unite in airs new names :<br />
<br />
spin and claim, the vocabulary narrows<br />
in these pairs of single thrust, at<br />
<br />
the moon's own target, eye to eye<br />
we are, as some lessening of the<br />
<br />
rain's sun spends alert along, to<br />
hear, hear and toll, among these<br />
<br />
new colors, words to her honor, at<br />
my own territories and made to<br />
<br />
loop rewind recall the same day<br />
again but mounted, morning, a<br />
<br />
single sentence. You are these<br />
days away to blue booms spent.<br />
<br />
328<br />
<br />
Light's time along the day is true<br />
as these secrets unwind among air<br />
<br />
the name is simply made, set to<br />
claim & term as spelled, hold<br />
<br />
at the edge : you are, as seen, to<br />
loaf elapse at single disturbances,<br />
<br />
moved among the air in single<br />
units, love's grain & song removed<br />
<br />
at pool to stair, the day, and slip,<br />
this early morning start, fooled<br />
<br />
by early charges, laid back and<br />
spread aside, to hold the day to.<br />
<br />
Drive these trails too loosely again.<br />
another sentence chimes to destiny<br />
<br />
at outer others, electricity snares<br />
into this sunshine of rolled hills,<br />
<br />
and pastured, machine, stick a<br />
name on and bag it up, we<br />
<br />
have some schemes to follow, and<br />
butterfly is made like charms,<br />
<br />
wood gathered, the house away,<br />
and last, at last together, shine.<br />
<br />
329<br />
<br />
Song recall small at outer distances<br />
to make the day overt at its airs,<br />
<br />
and turned aside, centered, hold,<br />
resting away to step alert, moved<br />
<br />
among the terms we set out, day,<br />
claim, light's own destination in<br />
<br />
the sky : marked alert or peeled-to.<br />
straw. Leave the day away, but<br />
<br />
closed in, and misses nothing, in<br />
this danger of easy movements,<br />
<br />
from behind, it says. Or skips to<br />
love's airs resumed partakes at<br />
<br />
movement blued onto looser stars,<br />
then, released between her eyes,<br />
<br />
the music. Assigned to lesser duties,<br />
and eased between cities, grass<br />
<br />
and hill among the sky, she is<br />
this song of days away, the<br />
<br />
friend stops and speaks, at some<br />
particular distance presumed to<br />
<br />
love from doubt's nerves removed:<br />
the landscape has these motives.<br />
<br />
330<br />
<br />
Possessed, perhaps, at the middle,<br />
in some declaration of the way, a<br />
<br />
pool a stir a start along the term<br />
& mark, spend alert to hold along<br />
<br />
these waves penetrate the solid<br />
after : term to spool & mark along<br />
<br />
the day away is clean clear moved.<br />
Along the day these parts are sent.<br />
<br />
Yr butterfly shone starred as clear,<br />
the day loops cool to chock, at.<br />
<br />
Or, simpler, pool & scene, same as<br />
beginning overt outer love's name<br />
<br />
the day away at scores are taut.<br />
we drive along the day to work<br />
<br />
out at food & house, clothed<br />
later, perhaps, in the air & met,<br />
<br />
a loom aloft as some stripes<br />
or days at score to scene, to<br />
<br />
flag yr colors openly open to sign<br />
yr heart, love, fly & hold her<br />
<br />
cool to tread this path from<br />
side to side, anchor, heart, love.<br />
<br />
331<br />
<br />
Clean cleared along the day as<br />
held to close airs resembled, a<br />
<br />
loaf along another, pooled specific.<br />
you are, looped to hold, scene &<br />
<br />
term these ropes are met, scaled and<br />
proper, the sign delimits onto air.<br />
<br />
but love, but love, as held uprised<br />
a score to bend & shore these loops<br />
<br />
recall to see the only outer other<br />
as eye thrust & song named :<br />
<br />
it is, this word of, proper distance<br />
as slips in call resume the long<br />
<br />
way out is marked, certain, of an<br />
easier duty at seeing, too, for a<br />
<br />
distance, legs, up, the food is cooked<br />
and moved, aloft along a loop to<br />
<br />
call color down & see this light<br />
is, as made, settles out & down,<br />
<br />
your lips, too, stray away to sleep<br />
after love's cool naming whips return,<br />
<br />
the sweep & score of love's eases<br />
in the heart and looped around.<br />
<br />
<br />
332<br />
<br />
The day. And along gray airs blown<br />
to see these times & time, too.<br />
<br />
but spread out, love's blue names<br />
are thorough, or held, moved again,<br />
<br />
to pool or sheep and leave laughs,<br />
at names overt, skipped, held,<br />
<br />
more than doubles are there, there,<br />
and again to say of outer others,<br />
<br />
the same or skipped, but pooled,<br />
and eyes, love, bead the day.<br />
<br />
Right to term, lofty, the mass of<br />
it, contained, as action & pairs.<br />
<br />
Specific. Ride these days along,<br />
& sing yr tempers light to light.<br />
<br />
You are. The single song of two<br />
and fathered, too, they are not<br />
<br />
behind as nothing, but have my<br />
names their own as people, us.<br />
<br />
and love, these airs collide to<br />
life's parlors set to set we are<br />
<br />
growing us all in all together,<br />
as met to solid terms, as.<br />
<br />
333<br />
<br />
Considered, there are these spaces, at<br />
term & line, the work, worked, along,<br />
<br />
where is some spin at line & term,<br />
removed. Air as cool ledges, mark<br />
<br />
and mood this ease from forms of<br />
leased motives to begin again at<br />
<br />
blue junctures this release and<br />
down the well at jug & chain<br />
<br />
the door opens at love's easing<br />
of light alight to pool the stairs<br />
<br />
and lose the day to rain leaving<br />
on the road some clear designation<br />
<br />
of outer offers opened on the day<br />
or scratched at the heel, you are.<br />
<br />
recall, day of, leased the hour of<br />
some beginning again the door<br />
<br />
and clearly, to say enough, then<br />
is enough, there is no more than<br />
<br />
this. Cloud your eye to see the<br />
rain again and mixed, these<br />
<br />
lines at love's name, become a<br />
mood and room of airs begun.<br />
<br />
334<br />
<br />
Flesh, this hard edge of light, and<br />
turned to, a man's simple<br />
<br />
acquisitions, self, perhaps, alight<br />
& song, there are these trails about.<br />
<br />
and in this air, term of, song of the<br />
new day loaf elope, I'd ride<br />
<br />
yr lips today this wheat of moons<br />
to pole away the river's lines.<br />
<br />
Or thought, as the open door is<br />
open, at juncture and calm, to<br />
<br />
lead along the line at energy &<br />
tone, the light leaps out piece<br />
<br />
on the way & met again the<br />
long way along and blue to<br />
<br />
rooms of air resembled, at yr<br />
body met, to & to, and again<br />
<br />
as out or outer other, offer<br />
at sense or scene, over the<br />
<br />
mid-line of days, love is this<br />
butterfly, the image of the<br />
<br />
spirit's liberation. Along, & in.<br />
You are these moods of light.<br />
<br />
335 (fr Dick)<br />
<br />
A man in his life is this turn:<br />
to & to, these days seen, song &<br />
<br />
line, and where does it go, for<br />
him in this work of days, seen<br />
<br />
along the way, noises at night.<br />
no will obtrudes but this mark.<br />
<br />
A life could be thrown aside, even<br />
here, these particulars of purity<br />
<br />
too intensely drawn in the<br />
truth of animal networks, along<br />
<br />
the way something, & not death.<br />
love's way becomes another soli-<br />
<br />
tude chosen, and the poem of<br />
brothers and sisters looped aligned<br />
<br />
from term to sign, but made<br />
piece by piece into what it is.<br />
<br />
well: the patience of the rope<br />
& bucket. Mark yr moon away,<br />
<br />
nothing is left aside, but time's<br />
own revolutions moved throughout.<br />
<br />
a life is carefully seen as song &<br />
act, and comes to be these airs.<br />
<br />
336<br />
<br />
Love's name, eye, heart of days<br />
parted beyond air resumed at<br />
<br />
outer distance the one of movement<br />
in diagrams the moon again to<br />
<br />
sleep alert and dream the rest.<br />
this pool established, room of blue<br />
<br />
flowers resists to eye this light &<br />
term of the air's marks alerted.<br />
<br />
eased along the crowd of forms, at<br />
the edge of day's deliberate flow.<br />
<br />
You are, and spun the loom of new<br />
scores inside another saying, how<br />
<br />
to score the room on equal dues,<br />
flight of birds without song &<br />
<br />
loops over the line & line, at love<br />
begun, some single rocks attract<br />
<br />
from shore to light these foals are<br />
named as set & stir, to charge<br />
<br />
them on & on again the loop alight<br />
to mark a scene as air & moon<br />
<br />
the same settling in of terms, a<br />
life along and hears, mountain, top<br />
<br />
337<br />
<br />
Well & met, being the body, as out<br />
of further news this moon acts<br />
<br />
to blue beginnings in the heart<br />
as power and time permit to<br />
<br />
hear : art, act, dust sentenced<br />
as word to deem these posts<br />
<br />
away, the landscape, nor some<br />
associations, the stream, as<br />
<br />
landed out to house & garden<br />
it is not the mind but the one.<br />
<br />
Eat. And washed out, vitamin of<br />
light's term of marks, love is<br />
<br />
another day of scenes made firm,<br />
this line among disturbances in<br />
<br />
the life of posts & gentle moods,<br />
to leap this light emanated<br />
<br />
his own books are hardly wet<br />
but grown like time, too, at<br />
<br />
these junctures thrown off, classic,<br />
and the new moons are other words;<br />
<br />
day, often, pool, resounding out<br />
and outer, love gasps light toward.<br />
<br />
338<br />
<br />
Term of mark to scene told again<br />
the monk of arrows lopes the field.<br />
<br />
and sent the letter of minute spells<br />
in some disguise or mask in airs<br />
<br />
foretold perhaps line to color in no<br />
breaks between moves eye to charm.<br />
<br />
the moon not sleeping turned aside<br />
from meeting halfway some needs<br />
<br />
are blue to spoil but grows again<br />
to tell special plans are always in.<br />
<br />
A couple of. Associated thought pre<br />
-tends to tend : alert along the<br />
<br />
face of night beheld again & said<br />
these airs decide their press &<br />
<br />
claim on to spell the day's form.<br />
light in some move of loops &<br />
<br />
ferns detail from speech the heart<br />
of love's own name in spools of<br />
<br />
thought; the blood becalmed in<br />
haste, but dreams of dreams<br />
<br />
become the day, act & will in<br />
separations of the sentence, comma.<br />
<br />
339<br />
<br />
Stars, perhaps in some circular space<br />
of acts the rest rests outer as known<br />
<br />
from these lines cast or words their place<br />
to move as green and yellow, the rest.<br />
<br />
or often these claims have met as<br />
time's processing round around these<br />
<br />
blue noises the magnitude of movement<br />
in the heart's lines they are some<br />
<br />
distances in the moon and met as<br />
shadow reflected in partial clips.<br />
<br />
love's terms are set these days<br />
away the line is light too and<br />
<br />
poled aside the river's census of<br />
acts permission undisturbed by<br />
<br />
lines the space is set around as<br />
day permits some vision unreplaced<br />
<br />
in hearth or fashion by line &<br />
term these rows permit again<br />
<br />
to turn & turn again the eye's<br />
glances cast from dream to mood<br />
<br />
yr love has legs apart and dive <br />
on in today the sun and spots away<br />
<br />
340<br />
<br />
Segments or partitions in some air<br />
declared by rooms of settling out<br />
<br />
to the road of morning into these<br />
disturbances or music comes along<br />
<br />
the way of color into shape this<br />
loop along the heart to fold back<br />
<br />
the passage of events the same to<br />
leave the air aside nor puzzled<br />
<br />
out to outer t his inside vision<br />
of the same thing beside other<br />
<br />
places left aside some people<br />
or not any different the place<br />
<br />
undeveloped like the music drawn<br />
too simply but understood there<br />
<br />
in some distraction eased aside<br />
and told as here and this but<br />
<br />
more to it the holidays interrupt<br />
another flood of time into a<br />
<br />
space of love's names around the<br />
air to see this house as made<br />
<br />
the body's roofs & claims, lintel<br />
arched back her teeth & light<br />
<br />
341<br />
<br />
This wind these leaves the lake<br />
as falls the line of light's name<br />
<br />
beginning at the eye moved throughout<br />
the same way seen to be the<br />
<br />
move & charm of life's own term<br />
the fish is cleaned out, and coffee<br />
<br />
mode of alarum and recall to<br />
love's beginning again at doubles<br />
<br />
are marked charge & coil this<br />
air resounds chattering blood to<br />
<br />
hold the way is met alone but<br />
drawn tight we are together at<br />
<br />
the beating of the heart as one & <br />
two some light between some<br />
<br />
simpler diagrams circle triangle to<br />
dust these reds and oranges into<br />
<br />
food perhaps the day away as<br />
outer other the inside meets the<br />
<br />
rest and holds true to light the<br />
way and mark, term, live and<br />
<br />
permanent and drifts and goes<br />
the end of life as told, thus, here.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-55583003614720450452007-04-21T05:04:00.001-07:002017-12-22T19:41:30.442-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book VIII|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
342<br />
<br />
The end of these beginnings turns<br />
the year out to light the new.<br />
<br />
way & claim the same as air to<br />
see scene & term begun at ends.<br />
<br />
crossed: slowly the fox's eyes arm<br />
made the moon away side to side.<br />
<br />
Or slope yr terms are my own<br />
ending in the turn of the old way<br />
<br />
we have made some dreams to<br />
place and term: here & this.<br />
<br />
along-among, eagle's seed to<br />
heave the day from air to air:<br />
<br />
you are, the road begins arrived,<br />
astir, sway & claim also away,<br />
<br />
or hears the moon's children<br />
sweep the land from house to<br />
<br />
home, or gardened, drilled out on<br />
love, light's completion before<br />
<br />
the day and noticed words to<br />
some honor at song and held<br />
<br />
to seem, butterfly, the air, woods<br />
the tree to seem at bay, center.<br />
<br />
343 (6.26.75 loop)<br />
<br />
The year was new untried we pulsed<br />
to word and move meant to shore<br />
<br />
this world in tinge to seem worthy<br />
Of a name begun as change to mold<br />
<br />
a history self & song uprised to see<br />
this mark the term of life the same<br />
<br />
control to light the air in some array<br />
particular to love's distinction, red<br />
<br />
tables outlay along the distances<br />
among our selves as relation or<br />
<br />
sisters at the edge & brothers of<br />
the way made singular in sen<br />
<br />
-sations of pleasure or poem defined<br />
from thrust to claim the way is<br />
<br />
made new as we have died the<br />
old deaths in blood frenzy some<br />
<br />
madness chose the day & left us<br />
marked alone but gathered back<br />
<br />
in following we found a depth &<br />
plunged at the core of life's energies,<br />
<br />
and left our seeds within the sun<br />
sloped smoked arrived and new.<br />
<br />
344<br />
<br />
Light's term the day was made<br />
set and set, throughout the same<br />
<br />
and different within some pools are<br />
termed anew to spin the circles<br />
<br />
are some distinctions cast one to one<br />
as mood and light become the way.<br />
<br />
<br />
And hold the day to and to: we are<br />
to some positions cast at trust<br />
<br />
and song as forged ten and let:<br />
the dream of glowing people set<br />
<br />
at some canyon rim, but meet<br />
these same and causal secrets<br />
<br />
astir at some beginning, the way<br />
and claim, to find yr own &<br />
<br />
met along among the time and<br />
distance of the rest the year<br />
<br />
decides but work today this<br />
crossing of eyes and pairs to be<br />
<br />
the same way sending out to play<br />
the heart's own nouns are left<br />
<br />
to love as name & day & work this<br />
clearing of the air & setting forth.<br />
<br />
346<br />
<br />
Moving out the rain and being strong<br />
to events as words these days become<br />
<br />
the way to see the time we are among<br />
some terms, brothers, as poets, some are<br />
<br />
men, too, and stand alert along along<br />
as time, too, to seem the day among<br />
<br />
our senses spun aloft to see the same<br />
way sending in between : is the sea<br />
<br />
our temper of images? And sugar<br />
into visions of acid deprived the<br />
<br />
brain's eye biological this vision<br />
extreme in breathing out word &<br />
<br />
song to be some food the heart is<br />
also exploded from the mind's<br />
<br />
pressures deep within the dream<br />
indicates the germ of flowering<br />
<br />
and decline, too, and even his<br />
winter's cleverness into the one<br />
<br />
is hardly critical but taught by<br />
the ear to listen or are words<br />
<br />
things as seen become a one of<br />
light begun below your love.<br />
<br />
347<br />
<br />
These lines : day determined light<br />
as fire centered at the right & left,<br />
<br />
and left, too, as stir and song at<br />
another term from the people to<br />
<br />
the center of the heart, pool & clime<br />
their loops regain to hear eye<br />
<br />
and move yr light songs are<br />
also true to see these ropes<br />
<br />
resolve to pressure within the<br />
year as watch and home are<br />
<br />
also words unwound to time this<br />
line becomes the way yr voice<br />
<br />
subsides connective and room<br />
the rest rests the same<br />
<br />
color red the match of scales<br />
within the sleep of love's blood<br />
<br />
and charge the head hears some<br />
secrets in the friend we met<br />
<br />
at work and moving out away<br />
some loop resolves thought and<br />
<br />
line at love's own beginning as<br />
full and flown we have stepped along.<br />
<br />
348<br />
<br />
Here's the day. Wooden temples house<br />
of log the boat is made of wood and<br />
<br />
comes it says approached the place<br />
to be the center of myself within these<br />
<br />
lines and terms as first one is the body<br />
in its death to life as made of dream<br />
<br />
and act profound as made too the<br />
spirit's hold to life is perfect as<br />
<br />
one is himself to love the light is<br />
always there already begun to be<br />
<br />
one's self to terms alert as spoke<br />
the same way sending board to<br />
<br />
board we made the day to be the<br />
light of life's behaviors as spoke<br />
<br />
the same day now yr heart is mine<br />
we are like worms in bed to join<br />
<br />
ourselves the same : song : alert, we<br />
designed our dream and took<br />
<br />
these butterfly steps together & traded<br />
off and often some attributes of plea-<br />
<br />
sure in our time & rise arise the<br />
wooden boat is floating, here, this.<br />
<br />
349<br />
<br />
Seen aloft along we spun the rain at<br />
bed the trail to shape these lives<br />
<br />
and sentences the same ascent to<br />
shoot the hawk his high wall<br />
<br />
sending out alert the heart is also<br />
new to pool these days along the<br />
<br />
way as also sent by that which is<br />
sometimes understood by men but<br />
<br />
seen to seem as part & term the<br />
claim of love's new airs to be<br />
<br />
the same eye as loom & chime the<br />
songs of days within the line of<br />
<br />
love's bright words they are to seem<br />
& scene to loop around the rest<br />
<br />
rests within the day as moon & pool<br />
yr eyes might take the road of<br />
<br />
new beginnings as they have left<br />
the air unoccupied in hasty ropes<br />
<br />
the oranges split & licked like roses<br />
in erect to proud fathoms slippt<br />
<br />
but sold & parted, a poem a day<br />
and in our time the same begun.<br />
<br />
350<br />
<br />
As fits this day of flown shapes to heed<br />
the place and air of term to light<br />
<br />
and hold the low and simple time<br />
is love's hard line to edge at ease<br />
<br />
and pool the flood to slip & turn at<br />
wings are nest and claim your way<br />
<br />
at last lasts simply in hearing the<br />
term and sign to read emotion at<br />
<br />
its lingering attribute of song & love :<br />
we are this singular form of light<br />
<br />
between our days cast to hold at<br />
what is low we say these words<br />
<br />
in the heart's simplicities honor and<br />
mood the same we have become a<br />
<br />
day by day partition of the time we<br />
also see what has posited out the<br />
<br />
scale of sentences cast word by act<br />
by the bird's own skill to settle into<br />
<br />
what holds him to his way at love's<br />
parts the forms are shown in the<br />
<br />
singular terms aloft along among<br />
the light : the light : we settle down.<br />
<br />
351<br />
<br />
Light this day begins to move apart<br />
this world becomes a way apart and<br />
<br />
in this in there is no other between<br />
my heart and eye we are the same as<br />
<br />
butterfly and air between our lines permit<br />
to loop along and seat to ballast made<br />
<br />
equal our lives as one & song this honor<br />
permits to see the road to house &<br />
<br />
garden at the bed and met we are<br />
as head to tail we lie among our<br />
<br />
legs to walk away this work is gone<br />
and made complete we'll move again<br />
<br />
to leap & cling the mount as seen<br />
the name of horse and rider on<br />
<br />
the bench we spoke these layers of<br />
converse speech where rise the<br />
<br />
imageries of life along the line & met<br />
to speak & see at scene & set<br />
<br />
the light from love's rein & shore<br />
the lap of tales they hold alert<br />
<br />
along the way & sung the term:<br />
pool the line to shore the heart.<br />
<br />
352<br />
<br />
And mounted stair step star her line<br />
as sent the open air as drawn<br />
<br />
to light the day at food or drink in<br />
passage to slow meanings as list<br />
<br />
and term his life would air along the<br />
simple pleasures tucked inside her eye:<br />
<br />
morning brings me up again into your<br />
open love is made between our lines<br />
<br />
as fed the body's drawings even as they<br />
lean to hungry avenues of pressure within<br />
<br />
a memory of evening carried by the days before<br />
our penetration : road to home : along<br />
<br />
among our sendings at van or packed<br />
to ship our selves into some sudden<br />
<br />
suns are looped aloft by red & blue<br />
primary at the heart's independence<br />
<br />
we might read another history of<br />
Acts between our legs are sweet<br />
<br />
to hold us into energy made as one<br />
love is that light arising in the<br />
<br />
body's marking penned or swift to<br />
bring us part & moon your day begins.<br />
<br />
7.4.75<br />
<br />
353<br />
<br />
As moved throughout and told the day<br />
of light mounted as thundered to<br />
<br />
present in gift or given in the same<br />
marks to right a way away into<br />
<br />
become the same in step by line<br />
as heart short and hand a laugh<br />
<br />
is heard perhaps and even shorn to<br />
leap fully along a dog a day was<br />
<br />
flowered and seen emptily thrown<br />
attend to tense & shift short to<br />
<br />
spell her lines at term & gong is<br />
left among rotation slippt not fell<br />
<br />
but goes smooth into its place sent at<br />
drive and song is made through eye<br />
<br />
to heart's horns lined eye at shore the<br />
boat would the lift is tangled out<br />
<br />
at center dazed by white and yellow<br />
in some traveling through the pass to<br />
<br />
home & house at the verge of days &<br />
lives to meet at turn return these<br />
<br />
pools converge light to love and told<br />
as here & this we have arrived.<br />
<br />
354<br />
<br />
At the pool : circle arch and bow, the<br />
mystery stands visible and seen<br />
<br />
canyon's curve reminds round around<br />
in memory's structure and now to<br />
<br />
cut it off and line this presence into<br />
song as begun we have some lines<br />
<br />
undisturbed. The sun comes around or<br />
moves on down the tree and that is it.<br />
<br />
Halfway and two on two and then a cloud.<br />
these pictures are described and in<br />
<br />
this morning's fire is last night's dream.<br />
we are between, surely, and come to<br />
<br />
rest: we are alone inside this landscape<br />
where poetry revives the mind and builds<br />
<br />
our home from daily stores of light; &<br />
slow to turn we are coming in to rest<br />
<br />
at house and garden in white rooms of<br />
white light in some simple songs<br />
<br />
revived at labor's stones recalled I am.<br />
I am and thrust among time's demands<br />
<br />
willing at love's occupation of life's<br />
building out of tone & long along the way.<br />
<br />
355<br />
<br />
As let then and spun alert into become<br />
this whole round around and followed<br />
<br />
from line to day as held in some plane <br />
of space as spaced to be within some<br />
<br />
air to search he said but then I am as<br />
term with loop recall throughout & sent<br />
<br />
but spoke alert to leap with pool & chime <br />
the friend too as old he waits depressed<br />
<br />
and mobile the rough edge declares to<br />
presence even & even I write to<br />
<br />
say aloud these peals of tone in round<br />
and round the land is hilled to green<br />
<br />
and yellow mounted as bird & tale<br />
the slight stick snapped or bitten through<br />
<br />
with clear light at love's own life to<br />
shore these rifts they home to shape<br />
<br />
in some seldom moves said like open<br />
tools these lands are bright & trailed<br />
<br />
out like roof and loam the dream<br />
she had at dawn or any rough<br />
<br />
sending leads the day away I'll lean<br />
at door the way is held to term, as.<br />
<br />
356<br />
<br />
And sees a term away among these lines<br />
and friends the loop returns of sign<br />
<br />
and song his life with these others of<br />
the way as called the book & light<br />
<br />
of recall form and day of life's seeds at<br />
heart on some beginning as honor the<br />
<br />
day their own retrieval one to one to<br />
These light airs into become as here:<br />
<br />
this singular particle and dome<br />
in blue to orange arise of picks to<br />
<br />
hold at juncture of word to act the<br />
rest as often holds arrived the way<br />
<br />
in some declares to move like smooth<br />
rocks the stream and child they<br />
<br />
call out loud as house and garden<br />
permit the lines along motive recall<br />
<br />
into loops of light for love's own<br />
ripe and full middle of shifts<br />
<br />
at outer day the inside too, is<br />
sent the mast of hearing names<br />
<br />
they see and hold the same way<br />
sent to age & song arrived to stay.<br />
<br />
357<br />
<br />
Into become as firmed the flesh within<br />
some seeing where we come at rest<br />
<br />
and rest alert to seem all ways so &<br />
so to loop along the rest rests, here.<br />
<br />
a name would be that: hold at blue<br />
terms as line to air into lesson & air<br />
<br />
the day and light the pole & star at<br />
verge of life's term of children into<br />
<br />
love to hold some light at earth &<br />
doubt beheld asway from center to<br />
<br />
line her day to string the song along<br />
the way is met or held there & turned<br />
<br />
out along to seem at bay or rooms are<br />
white at scene the loop recall &<br />
<br />
push at some term again in life's<br />
beginnings from the rest at sky & song<br />
<br />
you are and met in this cloud of light<br />
specific in art and live I am. On<br />
<br />
the floor of sand the motor hums<br />
to flow without but into sensations<br />
<br />
thrown among these acts at color<br />
flung in space and then again, among.<br />
<br />
358<br />
<br />
Noon, box trial of light's way to<br />
pool a loop as met in term begun<br />
<br />
as change and role admit to charge<br />
the fool lapses toward the room &<br />
<br />
sways as wooden beams collapse at<br />
the mind bent or any heart submits<br />
<br />
to lessons within the time in reduced<br />
airs like melting the rooms, too, as<br />
<br />
even colors swim away without words<br />
the body's heat is marked, spread<br />
<br />
out and outer but hopes to see a<br />
scene like dream song in number<br />
<br />
where I met Henry's exclusions at<br />
another post to charge away in<br />
<br />
meaning to connect another life to<br />
heart and home and read signs<br />
<br />
like charts along the road to food<br />
and daylight the body leaves a<br />
<br />
room away in charge to make<br />
along the roof the colors hear<br />
<br />
repeat repeat as love's moon<br />
the others are these designates.<br />
<br />
359<br />
<br />
A ship which sails along, between<br />
skies and throng to pool the day<br />
<br />
of tree and term: how to fall into<br />
light where rooms are also full<br />
<br />
at sense and claim some night becomes<br />
becalmed or rises through these names<br />
<br />
again among disturbances cast to feel<br />
alert at road & sign, the beach.<br />
<br />
at song and friend within the air<br />
in love's time arrived, sentence.<br />
<br />
but seen also in composed pairs<br />
the line astir toward rift & claw<br />
<br />
the red fool toward rushing moons<br />
or word of light simplicities along<br />
<br />
the day to hold and hold again<br />
throughout these rooms into become<br />
<br />
asway the heart's eye he roams<br />
to life begun strong the mark<br />
<br />
atune, swept singly they are told<br />
some score left beside the sea<br />
<br />
the scene roped or spent: lope to<br />
roof the line becomes the fox.<br />
<br />
360<br />
<br />
And across, sent at the edge<br />
within a hollowed space of wood<br />
<br />
to seem as seen to hold restive<br />
and to some power at green and<br />
<br />
blue the music as its name to send<br />
these pools of light we all inhabit<br />
<br />
to the place and name of honor, at<br />
the center poled and strung in<br />
<br />
flags and banners in this day of<br />
affirmation these fallow terms<br />
<br />
made certain in white paint at<br />
life's cool poverty made single<br />
<br />
at last the light from love's<br />
solitudes streams further out<br />
<br />
"on earth below" his truth is<br />
spent outer at love's doubts<br />
<br />
removed and named again in<br />
image and song throughout these<br />
<br />
lines are made terminal and cone<br />
to leap fully seen the wind's<br />
<br />
invisibility mounted the water<br />
in love's perfect grace allowed.<br />
<br />
361<br />
<br />
At simpler lines between clouds & days<br />
some definition at your own manners<br />
<br />
from what is opened by the heart's work<br />
there are some avenues retreating to<br />
<br />
these mountains, keepers at the gate, and<br />
one is met among towns by figures of<br />
<br />
grace & destiny, nested-out along the time<br />
in some disturbances made proper to hold<br />
<br />
along a choice : away, then, and moved<br />
start to term the fire and the moun<br />
<br />
-tain made within these ears are<br />
also looped between recall & doubt.<br />
<br />
Love's blue noises numbered back & forth<br />
at yielding and the seen. Open outer<br />
<br />
at singular distance formular profound<br />
a visible entity made whole the luminous<br />
<br />
plates floating darkly upward noises are<br />
this particle and song sent like letters<br />
<br />
but where no secrets prevail there are<br />
no assumptions declarative in rhythms<br />
<br />
specific to tone and pallor, death's wheat<br />
is also love's irony among these sentences.<br />
<br />
362<br />
<br />
Light some rift-shard shown new<br />
to term love's name formed along<br />
<br />
these loops, turned outer in the seen.<br />
Asleep to rest and then begin<br />
<br />
again we leap at full & fortunate<br />
scales of move to shore the bird<br />
<br />
these rooms begin with slow measures<br />
to hold the clear and burning air<br />
<br />
of breath begun at single tasks to<br />
sway forth sudden as particular<br />
<br />
grace begins & turns along & seat<br />
yr eyes declare this song is<br />
<br />
grown to seal these loops as term<br />
and light again & long along<br />
<br />
to hold between and say the<br />
Same is also seen as what we<br />
<br />
are in love's grace belongs to<br />
scale these shapes as here & this:<br />
<br />
pressed aside these cares unite<br />
& go along before the heart<br />
<br />
to loop recall as needs are met<br />
at life's rough edge, the song.<br />
<br />
363<br />
<br />
Some silence yields light as new airs<br />
resume from what is held affirmed<br />
<br />
as death's life begins aswim to term<br />
like light at love's name outer &<br />
<br />
met to rooms are made the same<br />
and doubled through as moon &<br />
<br />
claim to hold affirmed the mark<br />
to tell & shore along the time<br />
<br />
as ease permits review of air & <br />
song: along & sent you are these<br />
<br />
overt passages along rocks of<br />
term & term to hold & shore<br />
<br />
the foot as even & blue the way<br />
declares to part & throng alert<br />
<br />
among rough airs spent at<br />
simple distances the heart's<br />
<br />
face to love's eye and man<br />
declared assert & pool the staff<br />
<br />
alert among these natives as made<br />
the same to hear the song of<br />
<br />
some beginning paired throughout<br />
to send them in among the day.<br />
<br />
364<br />
<br />
Rest and hold. The time is met & made<br />
of alternations from light to light, told<br />
<br />
like any service outward at tables flown<br />
from rough edge and term of mark<br />
<br />
throughout the heart's seeing from trunk<br />
to pine to spool along & set to hold<br />
<br />
among these airs removed along the way<br />
from edge to edge this space is<br />
<br />
sent to tell love's grace is also acts<br />
within the sphere of these beginnings<br />
<br />
in some distance shift & set to peel<br />
along between her moods or polled<br />
<br />
like any liking : call to shore the line<br />
before the way is closed but sent<br />
<br />
to face the time of those singular<br />
calls within the art of some destiny<br />
<br />
or pulls out these acts & works to<br />
move mounted the same and cooler<br />
<br />
day by day the mountains rest on<br />
either side, he passes simply<br />
<br />
where they part and in the middle<br />
rests to see what they behold.<br />
<br />
365<br />
<br />
And turned around empty the year<br />
has its graces to observe this way<br />
<br />
of simple lines beheld by light along<br />
love's time and calculation within<br />
<br />
the score of days are held affirmed<br />
by wind the same visible distance<br />
<br />
without these loops recall & song,<br />
endured dispersed the water crossed<br />
<br />
at house the wood to sail the boat<br />
gracefully where we set about at<br />
<br />
scores reversed but held among<br />
some lines beyond the day along<br />
<br />
to hear this one dominion of space<br />
to light alight and run the<br />
<br />
rooms before some sail set at<br />
stir & pool to share some position<br />
<br />
on the floor at blue and green<br />
some circles have withdrawn a<br />
<br />
son a son a son and there a<br />
girl these foods from life's body<br />
<br />
thrust alert alive to sing yr name<br />
like life like love like this & this.<br />
<br />
366<br />
<br />
These gradations and in the mouth, a<br />
pool a speech a spear permits<br />
<br />
within some penetration the heart's eye<br />
is storm & song you are another line<br />
<br />
to heel & spin the way is also set to<br />
term & line again to hear at pool &<br />
<br />
spin the roof is sloped and earth to<br />
hear like water's water with some<br />
<br />
clear and single air to air where we<br />
rest again to work all day and<br />
<br />
rest again beyond the day to close &<br />
cast alert the child of light is made<br />
<br />
to cool leaps the day is sent to<br />
rove or claim along and met at<br />
<br />
clear nights the open door is also <br />
open then and spent to hear yr<br />
<br />
day and drive, then, magic and the<br />
bed the house is sent and landed<br />
<br />
but hold us on along to hear a garden<br />
digging in and cool to sleep and<br />
<br />
grow some dying out to out, to send<br />
love's claim upper into sense & realm.<br />
<br />
367<br />
<br />
Reserved perhaps in what is right as<br />
seen to be these lines permit to<br />
<br />
caution from some progress within these<br />
acts and poems lain along edge to<br />
<br />
sign with flowering at the core of this<br />
beginning from danger made adapted<br />
<br />
by the loom & term again and set<br />
eye by eye at lines begun from air<br />
<br />
and long along the way an area grows<br />
from space and caution where I<br />
<br />
might begin to live without permission<br />
but worked out between reminders<br />
<br />
that what fits into these particular<br />
lessons is also love's due and taught<br />
<br />
where life begins to gather in some<br />
light to see the airs revolve with<br />
<br />
ease by what is also learned slowly<br />
in playing instruments or leaving no<br />
<br />
unknown lessons behind the day<br />
is simply said that what is also<br />
<br />
told is evened out by love's charge<br />
the light has filled the air again.<br />
<br />
368<br />
<br />
Or light this year of love's name is<br />
spent at turn and song the teacher<br />
<br />
has his mark and in within he visits<br />
me into some beginning here to honor<br />
<br />
her in this discovery of life's edge &<br />
throng, room of neat sense to clear<br />
<br />
some completion from ends & lines a<br />
way is set and followed throughout<br />
<br />
center and time the earth receives<br />
begins the same at closed terms to<br />
<br />
thrive revive another doubled set to<br />
seem willing and thrust out arms<br />
<br />
and chimes : wooden or woolen. Clasp.<br />
Your heart revolves at eye's edge<br />
<br />
to home will or spine upward & no<br />
outer place but revolves at eye's edge<br />
<br />
to home will or spine upward & no<br />
outer place but reveal unfold to<br />
<br />
shade the space or formed among<br />
simpler modesty aloft the rest<br />
<br />
and cool quietly at work and friends<br />
the same guiding without a horse<br />
<br />
afield and more, mare, a light alights<br />
with now the time is mine, again.<br />
<br />
369<br />
<br />
Slow these loops to line align term<br />
the day is set again cool to light<br />
<br />
her eye as spent or touched between<br />
days are met between the top & over<br />
<br />
and over to send along the names are<br />
also set the same way met to hold<br />
<br />
them in their cool lapses astir the loop<br />
is wring the color yellow into airs<br />
<br />
wrapt aloft or lined out to double<br />
sets astir revolved as they are little<br />
<br />
but strong the heart and set back some<br />
to ride between the days on coasters<br />
<br />
roughed some ways in love's turning<br />
from will to angle in light's curves<br />
<br />
you are and set along Eagle's way<br />
to hold among lines as welcome to<br />
<br />
spend alert along the trail to pool<br />
and tree her nests the day as eye<br />
<br />
to love's claims the room apace to<br />
sing at color's time the red gives<br />
<br />
yellow back as arrived and welcome<br />
some friends would be the same.<br />
<br />
370<br />
<br />
Your lines admit as song and wood to<br />
form these fires are blown to light<br />
<br />
aloft and spent to term along to day<br />
and moved at roses blown alert the<br />
<br />
house and family are set to spell them<br />
outer and other but worked all day<br />
<br />
and made a king to hold the time<br />
at saying thus and so the law is<br />
<br />
love's grace at fullness thrown to see<br />
and looped the room is also known<br />
<br />
as heart or shaped by thought the<br />
spine erect to shore these worlds<br />
<br />
are sent by acts the will remains<br />
perfect in its isolation but said<br />
<br />
no secret unfolds to hear between<br />
our lines as moon & song revolve<br />
<br />
throughout the same at love's own<br />
pealing heart to eye the same as<br />
<br />
mark and spend the line is set<br />
and thrown aside, pushed alert<br />
<br />
and held, yellow the name is<br />
also spoke and more, they come.<br />
<br />
371<br />
<br />
Holds close to part apart their<br />
names are sent perhaps alive and<br />
<br />
well among light the mountains sing<br />
blue names no loss to life's light has<br />
<br />
love the day away among airs sent<br />
to tell this : at interrupted space<br />
<br />
to hear at pressure's cause align<br />
the room is lighted by some air<br />
<br />
they grow to lines made close astir<br />
to firm winds the rise of calls are<br />
<br />
looped long away the rest is calm at<br />
heart and song yr eye recalls the<br />
<br />
day is heart and song again in quiet<br />
salvage the part is skill and there<br />
<br />
another man begins to work his roof'd<br />
airs becalm to set final calculations<br />
<br />
mark these light blue terms at spare<br />
closets all affirmed to love's rollers<br />
<br />
in the way of the heart to peal some<br />
rose away sensations of air and<br />
<br />
long along the day forgets at center<br />
the final moves come round to stay.<br />
<br />
372<br />
<br />
Your eye permits lesson & song to<br />
hold this time in richness as pause<br />
<br />
and charge the work is made steady<br />
and complete to some organ & pole<br />
<br />
the rest is blue and yellow at these<br />
crossings left to right the mark of<br />
<br />
some begetting of the heart's terms in<br />
life these lights of the air resemble<br />
<br />
to specific distances held & told asway<br />
the room belongs to everyone and<br />
<br />
stays the same at mark & term : love's<br />
own sailing, in the boat as made to<br />
<br />
swim these ropes along the dream<br />
is just that : and turns from day<br />
<br />
to day in some light passage through<br />
love's energies within the body to<br />
<br />
its leavings, hold to line these<br />
lights from head to head the<br />
<br />
messages are delivered, continental<br />
<br />
push to wait, and in some danger<br />
rest, rescue, fold to stay the<br />
<br />
way of life is near, spent, even.<br />
<br />
373<br />
<br />
The line pertains, holds, lake and<br />
border from the light astir be<br />
<br />
-tween yr eyes a spot permits<br />
lesson & song as gland and tone<br />
<br />
of voice these rooms belong along<br />
from objects gathered or spent to<br />
<br />
hold the day along to some be<br />
-ginning to be below the sky is<br />
<br />
where we start at earth & labor<br />
for the queen's own body is not flesh<br />
<br />
but in the heart a way of seeing<br />
the perpetual act of seed and egg.<br />
<br />
Compulsion rules the nest. Male<br />
energy pro-reactive in some terms<br />
<br />
made plain to be these acts of<br />
play and role the asking of time<br />
<br />
to forget the path is always there<br />
the same and met below yr feet<br />
<br />
is how we come to be together &<br />
in no absolute revived to live again<br />
<br />
but chose as food to light love in<br />
life's body where we live to be alive.<br />
<br />
374<br />
<br />
Pool to chain resonant the light begun<br />
at work and line to charge left to<br />
<br />
right perhaps inside what stays the<br />
same to hold along these rooms are<br />
<br />
claim & turn the long way along love's<br />
singular acts are sent to strong heats<br />
<br />
at loop and charge on easier terms than<br />
what preceded in any doubt removed at<br />
<br />
what becomes the way of open time &<br />
yellow from act to ear the particle<br />
<br />
of love's saying song to room the<br />
light plates are strung out between<br />
<br />
these poles of air the rest rests on<br />
what is there is to see in contemplation<br />
<br />
center and line in re:call & charge<br />
the same time removed among friends<br />
<br />
are made to meet slowly between lines<br />
of dust they hold to what is sure<br />
<br />
this screen of words they show that<br />
what is there is also there as light<br />
<br />
to love this is not all mine or mind,<br />
either, the net the web the sieve exists.<br />
<br />
375<br />
<br />
Charged the light from where it is<br />
to term & line the rest becomes a<br />
<br />
tone or turn from heart and time<br />
the way between fires and elocution<br />
<br />
but truth this open door to see among<br />
some lakes resolve this flood & flame<br />
<br />
the day begun at ease & song wd rise<br />
arise the rest of love's own being in<br />
<br />
the pool of fire along the small voice<br />
raised as in my way I am the same<br />
<br />
all ways in some sentencing of words<br />
as spoke believed my own is set to<br />
<br />
edge on edge the room resolves to<br />
hold along the way is also set and<br />
<br />
edged on day by act the small is<br />
all one has to see his steps and<br />
<br />
hold between rush & spoke the words<br />
will have their light begun in<br />
<br />
love's tunnels up to reap or sew<br />
the curtain in along the long way<br />
<br />
in and out particular seasons won to<br />
ease of work, as all, and in between, air.<br />
<br />
376<br />
<br />
Beyond these lines, terminal & gong<br />
of some arousal from within currents<br />
<br />
of air along between edges cast to<br />
tell song and time the way is also<br />
<br />
set from day and tone of some air<br />
the friend molds these forms from<br />
<br />
pieces cast at press & spell to make<br />
it in these easy pressures word<br />
<br />
of spoke thing the wheel of Eagle<br />
is this rotation same of ear<br />
<br />
the yellow book my life around<br />
these centers attend the room<br />
<br />
is cornered in aside your parts<br />
this day has some roundings at<br />
<br />
love's particular sign the flesh<br />
is storied, then, and even in its<br />
<br />
evenings of light bowled out from<br />
lives are made exampled in this<br />
<br />
specific air of space and hero and<br />
man the day is left to peal<br />
<br />
alert begun to stretch out to<br />
out to outer lines his eyes are ends.<br />
<br />
377<br />
<br />
Alert along between settlings at<br />
these edges set to blow a wind<br />
<br />
along the day of water edge of<br />
some beginning to be the same as<br />
<br />
if we held to what is new the word<br />
is set to line & term the day to<br />
<br />
leap to life's particular ease<br />
and light from the heart begun<br />
<br />
and sent to life like love is also<br />
new and met to term her eye is<br />
<br />
fleshed to heave aside some son<br />
of light is turned at ear and<br />
<br />
loop this mood as set to stir astir<br />
aside her particular rooms are<br />
<br />
white and clear but here we<br />
seem to be between the child<br />
<br />
and the song and poem of light<br />
to hear the loom begin again<br />
<br />
in movement sent you are these<br />
things in time and time but<br />
<br />
holds these lines like blue gear<br />
and love to set this word to hear.<br />
<br />
378<br />
<br />
Day, term, Line : change at crossed<br />
eyes enfold specific "to teach<br />
<br />
a fool is a holy task" belongs<br />
to sentences enwrapt between her<br />
<br />
eyes a spot by marks made to<br />
sense & long along another dream.<br />
<br />
beside the day affairs are made<br />
to sing : and returned from death<br />
<br />
the butterfly settles down resumed<br />
by house and garden as might<br />
<br />
declare yr face is yet yr own<br />
as scene & song the wraps are<br />
<br />
set eye to eye the way is also<br />
made less automatic as scene<br />
<br />
outlaid along a day to slip aside<br />
and marked out, a face to<br />
<br />
tell the slope among yr sliding<br />
ropes the houses laid out debt<br />
<br />
to debt as thrown aside another<br />
clearing lets us see if we are<br />
<br />
something vain or simply bright &<br />
dull to love's light made personal.<br />
<br />
379<br />
<br />
My son, then, singled pattern into<br />
light this dream of brothers<br />
<br />
where we are along the road<br />
and traveling into life and<br />
<br />
seeing who we are together, and<br />
in this quest after love's name<br />
<br />
do we meet each other into acts<br />
become some single sentence<br />
<br />
into life become before the way,<br />
and set at these dreams<br />
<br />
to see the rest enfold from<br />
art to scene, and taught<br />
<br />
as disk and song the airplane<br />
flies mysterious : or half a<br />
<br />
name beyond, my friend, and<br />
here we are inside the day<br />
<br />
at work and work again<br />
to be between airs and set<br />
<br />
to terms in love's own light<br />
between your father and<br />
<br />
my self as act and then yr<br />
own declining tongue, to see.<br />
<br />
380<br />
<br />
Eye yr line to heart or fire<br />
as water limns to term asway<br />
<br />
between the mountain & the earth<br />
some clarity remits to poem &<br />
<br />
string as out to see some form<br />
among yellow is the name and<br />
<br />
taut as firm a name to fold<br />
along-among and met like this<br />
<br />
and then his long times permit<br />
to please repeat yr eye again<br />
<br />
her airs or them as sons and<br />
wives and house to build as<br />
<br />
rock and log the work is here<br />
and cold at time to meal & loop<br />
<br />
this light at love to swim away<br />
at peace or loom the strand<br />
<br />
from art to life the simpler mode<br />
persists through field and bird<br />
<br />
they roam to small disturbances<br />
and in matters of shape to hold<br />
<br />
at small victories, and serious, a<br />
day is clouded in to work again.<br />
<br />
381<br />
<br />
And marks, term & set at some <br />
specific distance turned to time<br />
<br />
and movement among yr eyes met<br />
to hold the light from mood to<br />
<br />
act this way of pool and space across <br />
the day from eye and road the<br />
<br />
middle of these acts from the inside<br />
out to tell from the rest rests<br />
<br />
along beside the river and the lawn<br />
around a round disk spinning in<br />
<br />
the air is love's own mark folded<br />
in to be begun at last along the<br />
<br />
open field and rolled a roller up<br />
and down the walls to be between<br />
<br />
day and light at love's particular<br />
graces are spent outer and told<br />
<br />
to hear yr name again. Spin & tell<br />
the rough day decides light to<br />
<br />
term along the way and met, here<br />
and this is ease to make these<br />
<br />
moves precise, spent at outer cells<br />
you are and sent, Eagle, along.<br />
<br />
382<br />
<br />
Line & song day remits to lesion &<br />
thrust toward moons along her eye<br />
<br />
to loop as term and gong the day<br />
as told aloft and foreign the parts<br />
<br />
are met to friends at lake and<br />
mountain mounted toward eases<br />
<br />
swept and moved, cleared to term<br />
& turn or leaped outer & outer<br />
<br />
the name of dust to tell her name<br />
again at rest and name again:<br />
<br />
cool to lapses turn and hold you are.<br />
yell to air the overt gesture in to<br />
<br />
in these marks are made again<br />
at house and garden in the air<br />
<br />
another pairing one to one as<br />
tells the open door is also open<br />
<br />
in some blue and yellow of the<br />
rooms they are to walk around<br />
<br />
and sense or sent the way of<br />
same of norm or pool the lights<br />
<br />
wherein to love as sought a craft<br />
of wood and heart permits to call.<br />
<br />
383<br />
<br />
Listen : this bird which carries us.<br />
at choice to pause before some<br />
<br />
pass of height, the fire's wind of<br />
word and song uprised alone<br />
<br />
to be among. And heart yr eye<br />
permits to lease to hold along<br />
<br />
the way followed sincere yr hope<br />
is set to see this real and yellow<br />
<br />
of the sun permit again to be clear:<br />
hold, there, and let them come,<br />
<br />
in yr way is said, you are, and<br />
met this pole & stare, energy<br />
<br />
to day of marks the term is<br />
here and this what follows<br />
<br />
is the rest, rests. And in the<br />
morning, of some single sentences<br />
<br />
the day begins a life alive<br />
is no more known and choice<br />
<br />
to be between the rest, mountains<br />
crash together he runs among<br />
<br />
and straight to rest the day<br />
is made of families, told, this.<br />
<br />
384<br />
<br />
Moved to tell the way is clear.<br />
proof means time, the body's life<br />
<br />
at ends in ending into light, lake<br />
yields thunder, not everything but<br />
<br />
skips the heart-eye, loops on in to<br />
hold the day my neck and I did<br />
<br />
not sleep in no hole is the dream<br />
but dark as time permits a shower<br />
<br />
mix of peals and love's own<br />
time: to run the field as circumspect<br />
<br />
the game is tight, one would not show<br />
his head it would be shot<br />
<br />
or angle in to remiss & charge a<br />
specific angle held but air to<br />
<br />
eye I'll work and live this life<br />
I found and know the rest rests<br />
<br />
here among this foreign country there<br />
are no others into seeming where<br />
<br />
the blue benign remains to yellow<br />
into these specific signs recalled<br />
<br />
from day to air the light is cast<br />
we'll follow down the line at last.<br />
<br />
385<br />
<br />
Loop at charge the day's resolves.<br />
moved toward distances dispersed a<br />
<br />
color or the body's shapes within<br />
another mark to heed these spots<br />
<br />
from word to term the eye belongs<br />
from line to moon yr name is also<br />
<br />
held alert to tell the time away or<br />
wait in what is gentle, cloud and<br />
<br />
mime from easier dues collected<br />
and skipped alert along between<br />
<br />
yr home is made or set alert to<br />
spool these rough details at edge<br />
<br />
and mark, along there are some<br />
simpler airs to shoal these parts<br />
<br />
along alert past sending into in &<br />
met between yr eyes a spot<br />
<br />
permits connection has some rooms<br />
therein to spool or hot these real ties<br />
<br />
they ship alert the orange and green<br />
and purple globes are gathered<br />
<br />
round around love's light is bending<br />
how we are along the way and met.<br />
<br />
386<br />
<br />
And made to term aloft & slow<br />
to word the space is also air<br />
<br />
and made adrift & shallow in<br />
direct and spent to tell as hold<br />
<br />
to pool & staff these woods alert<br />
as told the place is yellow into<br />
<br />
dust or sameness underived outer<br />
and sudden the burning places<br />
<br />
made to earth these lines are<br />
also spoke specific into meetings<br />
<br />
in the way there was no hesita-<br />
tion from the start a straight<br />
<br />
line out to out the inside pealed<br />
to terms aloft and moved to<br />
<br />
hear yr simple names again,<br />
love the single bending of the<br />
<br />
will to light these lives with<br />
easy grace there are no acts<br />
<br />
made into other terms but one<br />
to love's own harmony within<br />
<br />
the life of those who speak the<br />
only distance from here to here.<br />
<br />
387<br />
<br />
And crossed across the fool might<br />
lap along beside apace to reel<br />
<br />
to slight pools of light screen &<br />
song they visit into morning set<br />
<br />
air to arc the room is cleaned<br />
and filled with love's own means<br />
<br />
from pool to clime in ancient<br />
words out sent and set like straw<br />
<br />
the wolf is blown aside the door<br />
and fire to light the day to leap<br />
<br />
as full and held the ropes are<br />
bent to ship these days to spill<br />
<br />
their light again in easier laps<br />
to send around an easier flow<br />
<br />
of rising into books or words, an<br />
energy from moon to pool in<br />
<br />
skips of shore & rock the land<br />
is named as here and this<br />
<br />
to send a message down the<br />
line in rhythms open outer<br />
<br />
laid from ear to hold at one<br />
in one as two in one and rests.<br />
<br />
388<br />
<br />
Arrived: along the day outlasts to<br />
send the light between these signs<br />
<br />
as bowl and window and gathered<br />
in to send a son among the rest<br />
<br />
rests, as out to tell as held to word<br />
these lines along these places they<br />
<br />
are made to tell at last the real<br />
ties slip to noose or net the same<br />
<br />
is caught at the head and let out<br />
to rise arise the way is up to<br />
<br />
tell and hold among red lessons at<br />
the rest and made alert these eyes<br />
<br />
as fire and head the loop arrived <br />
to spoke the rest holds. Slipped <br />
<br />
at edge and song they are sent out<br />
the world away is also simply<br />
<br />
wind & window into morning off<br />
and spark the leaf is made at<br />
<br />
line & term love's own sentences<br />
unwind at the heart's own loops<br />
<br />
to see these acts in some simple pool<br />
as climb these rays the way is set.<br />
<br />
389<br />
<br />
Looped around behind ahead is back<br />
to tell the light from there is<br />
<br />
also here between these terms as<br />
love's airs decide and spin to see<br />
<br />
between the days or mountains are<br />
sent along to stay ahead to tell<br />
<br />
there and sent to see along the<br />
way at love's airs to tell and<br />
<br />
seen to be there as meant along<br />
the way as said to hear and<br />
<br />
move along the light is also<br />
laid between her eyes a spot<br />
<br />
they move the light outer & told<br />
as tense decides the mood &<br />
<br />
stays the same as move remove<br />
the fault is hidden ahead to<br />
<br />
look ahead and leave these days<br />
the say-way sent outer & told<br />
<br />
they are these pools of light we<br />
all inhabit into morning love's<br />
<br />
song the day is also air this<br />
circle opened outer and out to hold.<br />
<br />
390<br />
<br />
Moved to loop at center and strung out<br />
from these waves tossed away<br />
<br />
in time the proper move is slight<br />
a hedged angle is slightly eased<br />
<br />
to pools of easy terms remembered<br />
outer & held the day's light alight<br />
<br />
in simpler terms we set before<br />
behind my tactics are invisible<br />
<br />
as music is and so I play events<br />
without motives but gained to<br />
<br />
saying watch this easy dust<br />
and leave the rest rests to<br />
<br />
what it is in among this low<br />
and quiet stratum of the planes;<br />
<br />
heart to eye the same but much<br />
less cryptic, and on occasion<br />
<br />
even, given to plain & simple words<br />
and then less private than<br />
<br />
sentenced out to speech in open<br />
words are made the day is<br />
<br />
also set to love's light begun<br />
here the heart and here the day.<br />
<br />
391<br />
<br />
In tense the sentence loops, unwinds.<br />
there thrown this pause to send to<br />
<br />
seem between these mountains thrown<br />
the fox's tail gets wet but throws<br />
<br />
on to this below belongs as words are<br />
spoke: hard upon the edge at yield<br />
<br />
& throng love's airs include from<br />
light to act as date & pool to<br />
<br />
outer opened into circled round as<br />
leap to dust the body's longing out<br />
<br />
to act and sing the same between<br />
yellow and blue to move beyond<br />
<br />
point & line the same resists but<br />
holds its own center in others<br />
<br />
lost but made around the light<br />
is also there among disturbances<br />
<br />
cast aloft the bird listens & sees.<br />
you are, then, along the way of this<br />
<br />
particle and song the air of ropes<br />
and light to be these senses<br />
<br />
of beginning and grow apace the<br />
slow rooms of moon & man.<br />
<br />
392<br />
<br />
Looped & song the same as airs repeat<br />
toward one the line is swept<br />
<br />
align the screen toward center the pole<br />
is rift & claw as eased among<br />
<br />
some rooms are left to doors awry in<br />
white perhaps the earth, too, as<br />
<br />
sent along blue corridors wrapt in<br />
leaves to shore out in single signs<br />
<br />
the way of scores and yellow oxhide<br />
into this day as mode, alarum,<br />
<br />
recall and boom, the follower and<br />
road throughout love's energy is<br />
<br />
raised toward light and pool at<br />
real spool toward her lines<br />
<br />
at term & song around again in<br />
nothing new to say as seen<br />
<br />
to leap full and hold, spoke in<br />
word a day is slippt in air<br />
<br />
remove to hear again the light<br />
the light the moon & mind the<br />
<br />
body sways outer and out, as<br />
walked among the pools, through.<br />
<br />
393<br />
<br />
Some grace admits to injury, looped<br />
throughout some sudden sun pressed<br />
<br />
toward eaves met will to charge as<br />
turn to leap full at fall the rest<br />
<br />
subsides in inner lesson : charm to<br />
pool the light is full in them as<br />
<br />
meets another day they roam in air<br />
and holds along a course & center<br />
<br />
press & claim as gathered in the<br />
whole and charged again throughout<br />
<br />
yellow and green arrived and not<br />
alone, but sent among persons<br />
<br />
unmasked not bitter as days<br />
remiss or young they cling or<br />
<br />
fall either way to build these<br />
walls are rock & wood not<br />
<br />
stopped but personal in love's<br />
own bright claim as light to<br />
<br />
pool & emanation in the center<br />
where they rest they claim they<br />
<br />
have no antecedents : room to<br />
white yr body pressed among.<br />
<br />
394<br />
<br />
As tells, her face touched aside to<br />
glow at night beams to radiate.<br />
<br />
then sits butterfly chair as coiled<br />
crumpled the moon is half way<br />
<br />
home. Across ecstasy mated despair<br />
held away from seeing but the<br />
<br />
body works as one and pools the<br />
rest rests inside. The rest is<br />
<br />
unit: loop to term anew is rest<br />
& moved or thunder within<br />
<br />
the mountain, as wind unwinds<br />
these days are also pulse &<br />
<br />
gong they rise arised between<br />
her legs a spot is also shed<br />
<br />
like light like love in some<br />
begetting the seed the egg<br />
<br />
are also sent around the time<br />
arrives at ceremony in the air<br />
<br />
to list listen as his clothes are<br />
met inside these moons alert<br />
<br />
they hold along the way and<br />
met: we are these lines away.<br />
<br />
395<br />
<br />
As called, then, along a day is turned<br />
to hold, through red corridors outer<br />
<br />
pool t doubt release yr hand in &<br />
slippt the roof is bent but follow<br />
<br />
the good along yr heart; love's own<br />
penetration as hears yr lines below<br />
<br />
thus & set at pool & charge to lay<br />
it down in easier words, no<br />
<br />
death. But grow this life along the<br />
light to pool the staff and song<br />
<br />
as outer or other bends collapsed.<br />
hold. These blue airs resemble<br />
<br />
color, and thrust through yr heart<br />
a day away is also met misunder<br />
<br />
-stood the loop regains inside the<br />
heavier airs are also lighted<br />
<br />
between love's claims and marks<br />
the lines will soon grow longer<br />
<br />
and daily entry is newer still to<br />
still these simple arts within<br />
<br />
some closer lights, as out & pushed <br />
these denser rooms admit, point.<br />
<br />
396<br />
<br />
As told : charged, a line uprised<br />
throughout the same increased to<br />
<br />
send along among these tight rows<br />
relief and claim to terms alert &<br />
<br />
spent to ease along some proper distance<br />
of relatives between the lime & kiln.<br />
<br />
but spill to easier days some seeds<br />
no waste and in these progressions<br />
<br />
the wild goose has set & steer, to<br />
words utter & plain the fences<br />
<br />
fixed & ceilings rolled flat &<br />
white but shorn indistinct or<br />
<br />
simply single as responsible with<br />
out or outer these names cooled<br />
<br />
to distanced pools of light in<br />
love's airs pronounced or backed<br />
<br />
away yr hand & eye the same to<br />
light alight love's simplicities un<br />
<br />
-pronounced the way these dreams<br />
of death pass through sleep to<br />
<br />
cleans the body's mind at red<br />
and yellow chairs relieved, yr eye.<br />
<br />
397<br />
<br />
And term astir, what clears to see<br />
is not also sign but perhaps song.<br />
<br />
love's own clamor is perfect, white<br />
to yellow these green walls are<br />
<br />
looped by some distinction, followed<br />
toward grace within acts yr eye<br />
<br />
is also new to some begun as loop<br />
recall day and line held to<br />
<br />
meet another room within yr legs<br />
as told in small or large to loop<br />
<br />
away one & two the hard line or<br />
cool to sudden gasps grasps<br />
<br />
aloof aloft along among : spread<br />
it around wherever sign repose.<br />
<br />
or claspt to home & horn remove<br />
astir below room & gong gone<br />
<br />
below: between and set beside<br />
as hears to lead or stem the<br />
<br />
rest rests and held astir to<br />
fold belong between you have<br />
these words as met again & hear:<br />
<br />
perfect absence love's light becomes<br />
your heart and opened at the eye.<br />
<br />
398<br />
<br />
Begins as rain to cleanse these<br />
also streets are moved among the<br />
<br />
airs to hold the term & throng among<br />
some pleasant signs are looped<br />
<br />
remove as held some distance into<br />
seeming toward the light emanates<br />
<br />
the room as glowed to posture & line<br />
along another day is left to hold<br />
<br />
song and time the ropes are bent<br />
awry into left along some skips<br />
<br />
to leap-leaf the interior of the<br />
bridges swayed outer & long<br />
<br />
a day away is not so very much<br />
or lopes beside the trail in<br />
<br />
sweat or marked throughout a<br />
line is marked away & set<br />
<br />
or sent to pool & skip into yr<br />
eye love's benign humors are<br />
<br />
yellow or orange to tree the cat<br />
into cellars lighted plants the<br />
<br />
simpler gestures piled up & skips<br />
long the term to hear yr name.<br />
<br />
399<br />
<br />
Term & song: listen as set &<br />
bird spell to hold along the day.<br />
<br />
Love's ironies enfold throughout to<br />
some beginnings within the heart<br />
<br />
align & turn, to hear these ways<br />
have cooled to head and tongue<br />
<br />
I'd have you down along and<br />
set to be asleep & met at the<br />
<br />
rear to say again and stop. Along.<br />
but left the world within its<br />
<br />
pressures to begin a life of these<br />
remote passions, image & song:<br />
<br />
the day would spin anew within<br />
some clear meditations from the<br />
<br />
terms, house and garden move<br />
remove the mountains are our <br />
<br />
home to say we are aloft and<br />
moved by eagle and sun the<br />
<br />
forms remiss but poled to head<br />
the eye's body is not imperfect.<br />
<br />
Love's light touched slight the<br />
feather of nest to rock a ledge.<br />
<br />
400<br />
<br />
And in this in, redoubt to strung out<br />
penetration into depths the heart<br />
<br />
is eye & song at orange treasures<br />
the sea to hear wind on water is<br />
<br />
some fragile distance dissolved through<br />
air to air the same long turns are<br />
<br />
flown at song and term the day<br />
is looped recall & strong along<br />
<br />
yr lines submit within acts are said<br />
see and see: the words are met to<br />
<br />
hold as mood & term revolve the<br />
colors blue & orange and rised<br />
<br />
arised aloft a loop regains the<br />
rest rests through hard lines<br />
<br />
his rooms are cleaned or said<br />
again to hear these harps or<br />
<br />
sudden. Love's names remiss & charge<br />
to light the wind the same they<br />
<br />
fly to air these days are new<br />
along the way to nest these rows<br />
<br />
of lights the tree the wind & water<br />
flown the same, you are, you are.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-52795754232642858162007-04-21T05:02:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:41:43.860-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book IX|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
405<br />
<br />
Day becalmed to morning's night: through the<br />
door would open into light among yr Lines<br />
<br />
foretold the heart's enmeshed occurrences to<br />
hear the time of love's release is also<br />
<br />
busy into seeming what it is to hold along<br />
yr trails to send away the others are not<br />
<br />
sudden but revolved to hold ahold the day<br />
is also spoke in acts relieved to see the<br />
<br />
way is also made throughout the same way<br />
set to tell, hold, speak. Shore & throng,<br />
<br />
they press outer and told, they are and met.<br />
sheer to drops as up or in to spear the<br />
<br />
line to twigs are set in rows & fired off.<br />
Smoke, small buttons into dusk, or red<br />
<br />
lights from love's ground of airs recalled.<br />
doubt lessens terms to tell as ease or<br />
<br />
claim reviewed in porches spoke at dimmer<br />
switches, and called recalled to pools or<br />
<br />
lesser duties eased off in life's work and<br />
speeches. Coughed. But elevated toward<br />
<br />
resistance, as into become another name<br />
recalls us outward into light withdrawn<br />
<br />
to full and strong: As, pressed and follow<br />
he holds alofted & seen, the rescues of<br />
<br />
they loam to deal aloft again this feather<br />
settles into love & terms anew, begun.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
406<br />
<br />
As holds to sign along some distances, through<br />
the time as set to tell, hold, spin & song to<br />
<br />
let as hold these terms along and spoke, you are<br />
in tense & thrust to hear as loop recall &<br />
<br />
move along the line & set, as held among these<br />
rooms are skipped along to yield & spell correct<br />
<br />
you might begin inside as smoked & cool to<br />
outer lapses sent the line permits to lessen &<br />
<br />
pool in what is brief or line, curl of spokes at<br />
rustle's gain the loft aloft remove & send<br />
<br />
but grace remits to sentenced lines in meetings<br />
made secure as love's own terms permit:<br />
<br />
light this earth without the curves belong <br />
as seen from scores recall as moves away &<br />
<br />
walked along the streams are also set at<br />
air and air, so clarity removes the mind<br />
<br />
as lets to send and spin along yr blue<br />
beginnings from the rest rests: you are.<br />
<br />
time, then, among its tight scores remind<br />
at house and pool the same way sent as<br />
<br />
out from set and climb yr heart is<br />
also eye & light recalled in acts to<br />
<br />
speak the same is moved throughout in<br />
manners of becalmed sentences are to<br />
<br />
light the day along love's particular dues<br />
to send us out and hear this song.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
407<br />
<br />
As said, between among yr lines these<br />
eyes are told at scene & throng, one<br />
<br />
sending-out along the scores have settled<br />
down at last, even and even among<br />
<br />
set and center poled-out they hear along<br />
from day's other lights to heaved up<br />
<br />
act & term, or spaced to detail & form<br />
is also graced, but belief to hold away<br />
<br />
these easy doubts sung to air resounds<br />
from forward lapses in outer dignity<br />
<br />
the line & kiln particular they swarm<br />
into love's destinations at heart the<br />
<br />
loom is wove to depth, or swum interior<br />
the day away at other depths, a grey<br />
<br />
animal sleeps these flowers rooted soil<br />
& long along the way at ears bereft to<br />
<br />
see these lights are fired out the<br />
wind is yellow & color into taut lines<br />
<br />
the same as all ways marked on moons<br />
collapsed, son & son at their pools<br />
<br />
on edges sent to hear their names<br />
a feather pulled along some distances<br />
<br />
made from details meant or spun to<br />
love's particular organizations, heavy<br />
<br />
light spills upward, heart & eye & name.<br />
lengthened outer upward, the year, love's<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
408<br />
<br />
Light to term, aloft and sudden, eagle<br />
swoops to line among these others, into<br />
<br />
seeming swept alert among their other ways<br />
are all the same and left to sell their names<br />
<br />
too easily between their days are kept to<br />
tell them how to wait or be the same<br />
<br />
as what they were in language caught but<br />
lit behind, showing through the times<br />
<br />
to set along these terms would spell<br />
love's own time begun as told to<br />
<br />
spend among these airs are kept to<br />
send these dragons down in light<br />
<br />
alights to speak these ways permit<br />
lesion and song as passes through<br />
<br />
the body into light again at center<br />
and long along these rooms permit<br />
<br />
us all these ropes are sent to shell<br />
and dream: you are, among the air to<br />
<br />
tell, into become at last to hold and<br />
send these friends are met or angled<br />
<br />
into plans are yet these isolations of the<br />
rest rests to hear these days are<br />
<br />
yet the same light leads to love's own<br />
grace into power creates this move &<br />
<br />
stills the rest untiring along the day<br />
as holds to loop among yr airs.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
409<br />
<br />
Behind is run alert into these rooms of<br />
light is spread the day is also light the same<br />
<br />
is set to air in pools of sense the rest becomes<br />
as outer others decline to wait alone & meet.<br />
<br />
but wait arise to hear yr name is eye &<br />
man aloft its cold spaces cleaned out to spell<br />
<br />
along is rest & then between to make it right <br />
in loops recalled the lines are slippt or<br />
<br />
cool to straight beyond the top or upper as<br />
light in love's own claps at hands to say:<br />
<br />
as rift & chain the lessons come within<br />
some boundaries, meant to tell again the loose<br />
<br />
heights rolled & brushed at word again he<br />
eats the ladder leaps aloft these repeat<br />
<br />
into airs released to pool & grey gray along<br />
continues outer the rooms are cleaned again<br />
<br />
to hear yr lapsed continues roof the still<br />
parts are left along again to rocks the<br />
<br />
walls permit the ladders upwards the clock<br />
around yr walls are going alert to say<br />
<br />
we have these roofs among yr special tones<br />
remiss & charge to song the clever ropes<br />
<br />
but share a greater space without as others<br />
come between in light recalled to heave<br />
<br />
us into love's partitions in words belong at<br />
hours told to spell & tong, you are, again.<br />
<br />
<br />
410<br />
<br />
And turns to hold, here there are these lines,<br />
wrapped between their excursions, cool.<br />
<br />
Where some simpler words are drawn, it<br />
is ease which leaves its mark throughout,<br />
<br />
but said, then, and left to be the same :<br />
mere decoration is less than light<br />
<br />
openings, close to hear this song, resound<br />
from lesser densities, closed by acts.<br />
<br />
The mind’s refusal or the body’s dance;<br />
and in this weaving of particulars,<br />
<br />
another visible distance enfolds color<br />
into shape & song. But rest arrest<br />
<br />
to mountains flown or nests along the<br />
ridge to slip within some marks<br />
<br />
without distinction, a simpler life is<br />
made, mark & term to hold along<br />
<br />
the line we are inside a place & met<br />
to be these days we are and spoke<br />
<br />
there are complaints : but love’s way<br />
declines us outer & other into being<br />
<br />
where we are, the mood is fitful or<br />
declaimed to hold throughout the line<br />
<br />
and carry out these schemes inside, a<br />
room and pleasure into light the<br />
<br />
center of the day at work and song<br />
we’ll move into some particular grace.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
411<br />
<br />
Term’s resolve as outer lines permit to cross<br />
as loom & charge without, in spells toss<br />
<br />
to move along in time withheld toward outer<br />
darkness lights within the words are crept<br />
<br />
inside your eye designs at scent & change.<br />
But rule throughout as spends the same way<br />
<br />
set to tell in lines withdrawn as world<br />
or utter plains resolve from red & yellow<br />
<br />
in the air as moves specific & hears the<br />
rest is typical in cases spur to leaped<br />
<br />
acts in some particular from hoses wept<br />
or after lapses come between her terms<br />
<br />
from morning after even into become as yet.<br />
Become beyond one’s own amused to<br />
<br />
settle down at rest these charges laid to<br />
tell the same is looped outer & strung to<br />
<br />
call recall the names we have together into<br />
some resounding anchors, heart and song<br />
<br />
along among you are, the rest rests as<br />
told specific where friends recall their<br />
<br />
lessons from the airs resolved particular<br />
would ease us out in mountains flung<br />
<br />
to rocks or wood, the man is set to<br />
pleasures strain between her eyes as<br />
<br />
rests to letters into day the same resembles<br />
replicate duties in the self shaded true.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
412<br />
<br />
Term’s resolve as outer lines permit to cross<br />
as loom & charge without in spells toss<br />
<br />
to move along in time withheld toward outer<br />
darkness lights within the words are crept<br />
<br />
inside your eye designs at scent & change.<br />
But rule throughout as spends the same way<br />
<br />
set to tell in lines withdrawn as world<br />
or utter plains resolve from red & yellow<br />
<br />
in the air as moves specific & hears the<br />
rest is typical in cases spur to leaped<br />
<br />
acts in some particular from hoses wept<br />
or after lapses come between her terms<br />
<br />
from morning after even into become as yet.<br />
Become beyond one’s own amused to<br />
<br />
settle down at rest these charges laid to<br />
tell the same is looped outer & strung to<br />
<br />
call recall the names we have together into<br />
some resounding anchors, heart and song<br />
<br />
along among you are, the rest rests as<br />
told specific where friends recall their<br />
<br />
lessons from the airs resolved particular<br />
would ease us out in mountains flung<br />
<br />
to rocks or wood the man is set to<br />
pleasures strain between her eyes as<br />
<br />
rests to letters into day the same resembles<br />
replicate duties in the self shaded true.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
412<br />
<br />
Or drives along, to hold halt away is here<br />
this room is practiced into seeming told, a<br />
<br />
time would be this evening into light the<br />
way is come to hear another day begin<br />
<br />
from settled airs removed and turned outer<br />
other and sung toward resemblance cast<br />
<br />
or spoke at long gestures thrust cleared<br />
throughout a lesser mood alert toward <br />
<br />
window or wall another plant becomes<br />
name and shore through eases spun<br />
<br />
at movement shorn from diagram or<br />
moon in syllable the shine reflects to<br />
<br />
doorways lighted love’s gestures taut<br />
settles down at roads are dirt to<br />
<br />
bound a place within these careful<br />
lights distinguished from love’s claims<br />
<br />
made again by sign or firm & simple<br />
as you are again this way permits<br />
<br />
from closed patterns missed perhaps<br />
a cautious lesson would seem seeing<br />
<br />
but rove to doubt & listened care-<br />
fully said again these walls are<br />
<br />
set by time and dreamed a rush of<br />
day to term & line we cross the day<br />
<br />
and hold along the trail at sign &<br />
moon she sweeps the rooms away.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
413<br />
<br />
Turned, alert recall to hold along the way<br />
is seen the same setting is begun not for<br />
<br />
duty sent to hear these lines repeat but into<br />
morning sent to stare the sun is bright at<br />
<br />
seeing love’s name rewind into sensation<br />
kept alert beyond another pool of light.<br />
<br />
You are, then, this morning’s calculation.<br />
The birds are cooled along to send us<br />
<br />
down among these airs persist and follow<br />
day to moon the same is also words<br />
<br />
are moved alert along aloft among to<br />
hold : move to song the cool lapse<br />
<br />
is rift anew to show the lime & fig.<br />
Below light’s center recall love is at.<br />
<br />
And air to shape this line is waved<br />
he holds to what is true : the same<br />
<br />
setting-forth in others go below to hold<br />
a course for this begins to shore & pool<br />
<br />
the rest rests and goes beyond to be<br />
the same way setting forth within a<br />
<br />
sphere of other lines you might recall <br />
these days are also new the same be<br />
<br />
-comes to shape the world’s lights from<br />
love’s own time is moved a day away<br />
<br />
and hears princes & ministers in their<br />
duties beckon outward into day away.<br />
<br />
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414<br />
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As term to lead these lines are swift<br />
into these cool parts released between<br />
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to settle into heat compressed reduced<br />
the manner of the act is perfect also<br />
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any other seems the same we are at<br />
lesson any other is this teaching in<br />
<br />
a world we are without instruction<br />
holy to art the cow is care & light<br />
<br />
as bull recedes to meat we are some<br />
place restricts the sign at love’s own<br />
<br />
call the same we are to spill into<br />
between as lets to tell and be<br />
<br />
alone along the same way sets to hold: :<br />
I speak to hear some angles of<br />
<br />
reflection gathered out along the time<br />
and have these loops rewind and<br />
<br />
song in yellow parts as swept to<br />
term & throng we’ll settle out between<br />
<br />
the same way set to hold throughout the<br />
lines are also set to be yr eyes to<br />
<br />
make this song : not the mind alone, it<br />
is the heart which follows through in<br />
<br />
words are tossed around to let these<br />
tissues fold enfold the day begins to<br />
<br />
charge alert begun in forms of power<br />
do we care this line alert to hold asway.<br />
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415<br />
<br />
As turns the light, fixed into seeing : as up.<br />
Cornered into somewhat lesson pooled about<br />
<br />
some allowances forward and the fine tuning<br />
becomes this density melodious & particle<br />
<br />
as seaward spent or shored birds nested<br />
have some joy as lighted spaces carry<br />
<br />
off into seeming what they are again, and<br />
rests at work he listened as she passed<br />
<br />
these signs of seed & song are information<br />
from other men relaxed they hold to what<br />
<br />
is true : eye-heart among these shapes of<br />
replication, from one to one, her voice<br />
<br />
on edges of intention, but same to same<br />
the air is cool and moved at house &<br />
<br />
sensation marked at rest as rooms<br />
are made alike the line permits<br />
<br />
orange terms to shift their weight in<br />
single marks the day to loom in<br />
<br />
some repetition as leaves the rest<br />
without content and fired up the head<br />
<br />
is parted into sense & song you wd<br />
close the line & time as hears an<br />
<br />
opening calm & center off again is<br />
moved the day & rise along the<br />
<br />
day to edge & long along the way<br />
we meet in some resemblances.<br />
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416<br />
<br />
As turns away the way is set at terms<br />
relieved and set to tell along you are : see.<br />
<br />
And in this forest of lights we are these days<br />
to loops recall in song at term & set, a<br />
<br />
day along yr heart to tell these lines remiss<br />
and claim wd hold to be on fire this<br />
<br />
lake within the same is pooled out you are :<br />
and tells to hold asway this line is set in<br />
<br />
some beginnings made-out in loops are made<br />
to set this light from love’s names are moved<br />
<br />
along yr heart is friend & time to hear the day<br />
remove at sum & charge, atunes she is as<br />
<br />
a name reminds to some relaxed affirmed<br />
a way to shore these lines in hearts<br />
<br />
are swept along yr eyes to hold enfold<br />
the terms to hold the day in some en<br />
<br />
-lighted space is names to hold me long<br />
along the term & song to shore a day is<br />
<br />
moved at set & stand the water has<br />
another time to call recall this space is large<br />
<br />
to smooth and single arts the lessons are to<br />
see the time among these loops regained :<br />
<br />
another term resists and cools this lake to<br />
light to love I hear some days anew.<br />
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417<br />
<br />
As turns, this lake becomes a noise to<br />
fold enfold some lesser triumphs adapt<br />
<br />
into become, as poled-out through the air<br />
in seeming spent to pools wrapt astir<br />
<br />
these ledgers are also said complete through<br />
and lined a skip alert to hold the way<br />
<br />
is set to hold along yr eyes are also<br />
new as moved atunes would cool to<br />
<br />
skips the time is met away to shore at<br />
fruit or beckoned out along the road.<br />
<br />
And holds to light the day has come<br />
between these rests are made to heal<br />
<br />
some inner sores without this angle of<br />
distaste recalled to ship the rocks are<br />
<br />
leased in names to hold yr open tones<br />
in voice or mood repelled by centers of<br />
<br />
recall : as would or seems, there, along<br />
some particular receipt is spelled<br />
<br />
an upright solid into membranes cast<br />
the song is love’s own way of movement<br />
<br />
from air to movies cast throughout a<br />
lesser day would hear subscribed in<br />
<br />
speech spoke you would lie along a<br />
surface cool or leans removed at<br />
<br />
walls or open closets cast rough to<br />
love or long along the way, we are.<br />
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418<br />
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As line the day to term affirm and hold<br />
to small success, at work within to<br />
<br />
light’s retreat and climb to love and say<br />
there are these turns within as rides<br />
<br />
the horse alert to light’s poles at star<br />
and song yr heart to fold the line<br />
<br />
as pools throughout these looms of air &<br />
sense to set or cool the rooms are<br />
<br />
limes throughout in some beginnings of<br />
air to start the day in love’s own<br />
<br />
clarity : poled from act to slim begin<br />
these yellow pools not clever but held<br />
<br />
the words are new renew the way from<br />
room to room outpaced & followed<br />
<br />
might hold along the way as taut or<br />
single, parts of time’s allowance to<br />
<br />
yield or shallow hurry would be a<br />
lesser pillow, but see the trade is<br />
<br />
easier and mysteries worked out<br />
along the road to food & shelter<br />
<br />
are these lines distinct a heart is sd<br />
to friendly terms along yr own<br />
<br />
time & time to follow down these<br />
days are ripe permits & leaves the<br />
<br />
airs resembled out to hold away the<br />
days repeat recall in term & term along.<br />
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419<br />
<br />
As moved below and thrown alert, along<br />
this pool is strewn between some lines<br />
<br />
are set in terms renew and flown to pole<br />
some airs remiss and strong to hedge<br />
<br />
or lay as back to back and thrive as<br />
let or flown in nests are met to help<br />
<br />
appointed into scenes are new or shorn<br />
between her eyes, a spot : and long<br />
<br />
along these days below in senses<br />
at some pools of light are grown<br />
<br />
in life’s sentences to see the way is<br />
newer here than not, to loop away<br />
<br />
from terms of some distinctness over<br />
lesser dues to pool these warps<br />
<br />
have settled-out the movies into<br />
morning thrust away yr newer<br />
<br />
times to pool alert beyond another<br />
time has folded back another<br />
<br />
lines are set to heavier dues into<br />
seeming set to lines among the<br />
<br />
distant music after daily motives<br />
cast at stars or other minds are<br />
<br />
lessened beyond these days permit<br />
and throng alert these moons are<br />
<br />
here throughout the day of love’s gifts<br />
within the lessons of the time, along.<br />
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420<br />
<br />
As holds, pool to term in senses left or<br />
rose, these airs permit in light some<br />
<br />
distinction into seeming set throughout in<br />
quarters told beyond allowable pressures<br />
<br />
as rooms are also energy in trips released<br />
to have these airs throughout at least these<br />
<br />
days will and move to rest as rest the cool<br />
terms permit some lessons in upon in the<br />
<br />
houses failed or spattered would be some<br />
hands inside the places cast to say<br />
<br />
again the sands are wept or outer into<br />
causes set to hold again and causal.<br />
<br />
Or would, where set or pooled throughout<br />
in marked to move & rest at<br />
<br />
seeing set or settled would care to leave<br />
or stay behind the mountains are the same<br />
<br />
in love’s simplicity to cool airs lapsed to<br />
sending out and out again the people are<br />
<br />
not seen the roses stiffed to leap away &<br />
fall short would be another careless try.<br />
<br />
but says again some energies caught between<br />
these lessons into daylight caught to rest<br />
<br />
as roams between her eyes, a spot, at lesson<br />
or time to say again the same thing :<br />
<br />
air to pool and lesser duties in the<br />
air a meeting room & call, the day.<br />
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421<br />
<br />
As said, these lights enfold throughout at<br />
hold and center : of the world’s thought.<br />
<br />
But slipped aside, web and shock, to<br />
pole apart the sense of time begun<br />
<br />
at yr openings, sun’s magnificence at<br />
the verge outlayered alone some airs renew.<br />
<br />
his days become : pool to sharp lines and<br />
sleep review the rest rests along some<br />
<br />
airs remiss to share escapes permit<br />
and settle down away yr eyes as<br />
<br />
rotate beside the river peruse to clips<br />
in yellow or orange marks at terms<br />
<br />
they hold asway the same city is also<br />
moved to names to & from some<br />
<br />
work retires into painting : you are,<br />
a slip of morning as retreats the<br />
<br />
year has catches, in spires shown alert<br />
to send them up the line as says,<br />
<br />
stay, the day would claim yr eyes<br />
as into seems the rest is time<br />
<br />
but sends the days away to move<br />
the terms are set or climbing, as<br />
<br />
out to out, her marks review to lay<br />
this sentence out would climb along<br />
<br />
and send love to the center into long<br />
away and light the rest is moved.<br />
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422<br />
<br />
As turns, without, or bright turns along<br />
some distances become whereas and term,<br />
<br />
the light disturbed perhaps into scene and<br />
throng, as seen, where they fall apart :<br />
<br />
and line to light, love’s simple due, you’d<br />
hold her back to back, and settle in<br />
<br />
to yield the day into some begetting, &<br />
shore these pulls to slip away soft to<br />
<br />
sharp, the parts of line and song are<br />
also eased the day arrived in progress<br />
<br />
spun as bright the way in sets away<br />
throughout as holds and sends uprised<br />
<br />
a pull of shore & time, immediate<br />
transparent the same, his lines are<br />
<br />
valid, but arrives, at man to song, a<br />
long time bent-out, a woman comes<br />
<br />
to stay the same time, too, and shapes<br />
an easy day in beds of bulbs, a city<br />
<br />
sleeps with death away as let &tune<br />
the terms remit too often these anchor<br />
<br />
stars to lean the day is said as said,<br />
where listened, ear, to hold and on<br />
<br />
the marks deny but move the way to<br />
hill & sun the time submits as spare<br />
<br />
and love the cold nights moved in<br />
light removes as adds the term along.<br />
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423<br />
<br />
As light, love’s way unwound through<br />
-out in term & line as spool to doubt.<br />
<br />
And holds, into seeming set or settled<br />
like these pools remiss &shift to<br />
<br />
charge changes into life, as hold & set :<br />
tight trails loop & roll, doubled in<br />
<br />
away as held affirmed and let along<br />
the term of letters forward into this,<br />
<br />
and roomed another lesson into day<br />
the same as sign and line the oven<br />
<br />
is this rule throughout as lesion or<br />
some patter of the rest, rests, on.<br />
<br />
Yr eyes in letters open into leaves<br />
the caution of these random oars<br />
<br />
to yellow book in this reflection lies<br />
to ears and others the sound of<br />
<br />
these reminders, pole & star, her<br />
sores are cast away but poisoned<br />
<br />
through the heart as cleans the life<br />
at stake; overt monuments permit<br />
<br />
yr hazy days their shift & charge, to<br />
loom the terms their proper spells, a<br />
<br />
careful score is rest and term, but<br />
holds the swift scores to leave her out<br />
<br />
the name of love’s own time, as here<br />
and this, to roam among the acts.<br />
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424<br />
<br />
As turns at edge and pool, the eye is<br />
left aloft, leaved at fall & sense, a<br />
<br />
simpler air is spread throughout the line<br />
as lets to tell the term and mark is<br />
<br />
set to go again and hold to what is there :<br />
along a day is met in time to tell as<br />
<br />
holds in air and light these acts are<br />
new, perhaps, by love rewound in<br />
<br />
tense to press among yr eyes a day<br />
is word or score to ship these packs<br />
<br />
and sentences astir profound as work &<br />
song to peal afar or hear the<br />
<br />
slips of time are warped woolen at<br />
yellow beaded strings his smoke<br />
<br />
is not so sudden into seeming at airs<br />
resolved to pool or star these terms<br />
<br />
are newer into lines throughout these<br />
parts in terms made air to air :<br />
<br />
your letters sun to leaf the time is<br />
mark to move another shore is<br />
<br />
gained by water crossed three in<br />
three to send among your days<br />
<br />
at slip and song these tongues remind.<br />
Day away to hear some harps are<br />
<br />
word to light the way and heave the<br />
ropes aside, flight flown outer, on.<br />
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<br />
425<br />
<br />
As lets to tell, delivered out to light,<br />
and has some density to believe.<br />
<br />
At tables flung, and outer out some<br />
terms revolve as holds the lines along<br />
<br />
the shore and slit this eye or easy grease.<br />
but pull yr way away, and hold to<br />
<br />
lines are split, to turn and move the<br />
shore to mountain rest or made<br />
<br />
the day is also set to tell yr eye<br />
is also new renew and pole among<br />
<br />
the airs resolve as in they are at art<br />
and schooled by light the lines are<br />
<br />
love’s own shape, as lets to tell,<br />
and spun a movie mounting out to<br />
<br />
less are slips the tongue her slot.<br />
Ah! And later phone calls are arrived<br />
<br />
the darkness slips between the days <br />
and nights remove recall to doubt<br />
<br />
and throng, we’ll shore perhaps this<br />
parcel into song as hears another<br />
<br />
line permit to tell as holds another<br />
mark is slipped infirm & wedge<br />
<br />
some tightened circles lax relax in<br />
letter blue or other lays, she’ll be<br />
<br />
some quick spot relaxed reclined with<br />
god between or someone’s tongue.<br />
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426<br />
<br />
In term as lets : behold & spin some<br />
measures are released, like seen or air,<br />
<br />
the rest between yr sox or pooled around<br />
a lighter air betimes as foolish ways.<br />
<br />
But shatter lamp or leaf, yr eye between,<br />
and heart at edges cast your life<br />
<br />
the same : as air, so let. And rest the<br />
rest rests, as has yr name is light,<br />
<br />
beyond or measured, in food or cloth<br />
-ing wept another night decides; slip<br />
<br />
and hearing mute transformed as hard<br />
would hand uprise and say the bed.<br />
<br />
Alone, it is to speak your own assoc<br />
-iation, but energy lifted up the spine,<br />
<br />
or left below & spattered out. No blame.<br />
He hears woolen or causes outer sails.<br />
<br />
And lessened into between, as taught,<br />
the marks portend astir your thing<br />
<br />
bestrid, and lesser pools relief to<br />
flatten sense as moves throughout<br />
<br />
a disposition of the rest, and hollows<br />
on along younger days, as love’s<br />
<br />
terms renew and roll us down the<br />
leaves to light and time another<br />
<br />
line bespoke as held or let you’d<br />
live to see these prints becalmed.<br />
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<br />
428 <br />
<br />
As holds, lets to see between & set to<br />
rise as terms are told before the day.<br />
<br />
And live the tunes are moved alert along<br />
to wit throughout in dreams to meet<br />
<br />
at plan & throng the others rest-aside<br />
in motives spent to hold affirmed yr<br />
<br />
day belongs where move to hold yr eye;<br />
and would, to be the day and song,<br />
<br />
to move in some begun, as, “no blame,” &<br />
then to seem inside some thin surprise<br />
<br />
is let to fall before the day in newer<br />
terms to secret gardens moved alert.<br />
<br />
Or holds affirmed as sprayed above the<br />
sky in lights at hand, she spread them<br />
<br />
back and laughed aloud. A simpler day<br />
is set to shore these pools along &<br />
<br />
heard, to pool some shape at tables<br />
left aloud and spins and changes<br />
<br />
tales as born their terms again the lines<br />
become wherever time reclines and<br />
<br />
plunges in and holds this meeting at<br />
a glance, from roasting angles set<br />
<br />
inside singular irons, as sharper tunes<br />
elude focus, wrinkled outer & done :<br />
<br />
love’s lights are empty, shine through<br />
-out singular lines, handily, anew, rose.<br />
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<br />
429<br />
<br />
As day, and waiting over coffee at her<br />
soft sizebelow behind, and smoothed<br />
<br />
upwards, dark eyes deep within, at<br />
yesterday’s calls, and sinks within<br />
<br />
the well at rest and nourishment awaits<br />
the move as terms unite to press to<br />
<br />
have her there baside at play & song :<br />
easy dreams permit such chatter, &<br />
<br />
self develops unawares, or pressure into<br />
morning sent like light’s events in<br />
<br />
love’s sending out to out : to hear<br />
and settle into morning after all<br />
<br />
and after that without some touch<br />
the fleshy spirit comes again in<br />
<br />
term & gong the way to hold along<br />
love’s airs resemble doubt perhaps<br />
<br />
and helped along to sea & sign<br />
at no more roads begun with-<br />
<br />
out respite or sanctuary and into<br />
morning set or settled with these<br />
<br />
beckonings of the time in the body set<br />
to hear another line is moved in air<br />
<br />
to line as held affirmed by hand or<br />
mouth the same pole ridged in love’s<br />
<br />
furrows snagged upright a flag would<br />
hold throughout the same airs held.<br />
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<br />
<br />
<br />
430<br />
<br />
As has : so let. This dream is turn<br />
and term, throughout the same, & power.<br />
<br />
Hold, affirm at sway & bridge across<br />
from man to man in self to scene<br />
<br />
or toss the line is met or moved to hold<br />
her down at pleasure’s oranges, peeled aloft.<br />
<br />
Yr eye, in single sentences, wrapt or aft,<br />
Loose to tell the days are new & swift.<br />
<br />
Light in love’s names is cooled to<br />
leaves & branches, pictured close at<br />
<br />
rooms permit white lessons spread<br />
out around the day is pooled alert<br />
<br />
yr day is also clear the same way<br />
set or settled into moves the night<br />
<br />
is part and climb into evening marks<br />
at term & song the night wd clear<br />
<br />
out from easier distances in marks<br />
across the line, permits lesion & throng<br />
<br />
the cool days lapsed outer & sung : over<br />
to tell, heals and spread yr wing is<br />
<br />
covered, snow to snow the same time<br />
lingers out another moon relapsed to<br />
j<br />
slow or newer pools, and light this<br />
light is also love’s, direct & simple,<br />
<br />
another language clears the way to<br />
smooth and cooler acts. The one.<br />
<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
431<br />
<br />
Into closer ties, the motive rests in<br />
what is taught by lines remiss.<br />
<br />
At charge and calm, another waits<br />
but pooled alert, along her trails<br />
<br />
I’ll split them down the time for<br />
pleasure’s life within, as love is made<br />
<br />
in easy gasps, some constancy pertains<br />
to hold aloft along her flags are<br />
<br />
waving to & to, their eyes uncrossed,<br />
and works the day at edge and<br />
<br />
line. At sense the realm remits to<br />
heavier names : singular acts are<br />
<br />
let, and spells to see correct this<br />
light across the scene, her breath<br />
<br />
is full, dark eyes are moved, as all<br />
the same way sets me down to<br />
<br />
food and plenty, night to night<br />
in heavy dues, paltry airs a<br />
<br />
bitter time review to pool or clasp.<br />
But what is seen beside these<br />
<br />
days, work to work, and piled<br />
up along the time is met and<br />
<br />
swift to close the day away in<br />
love’s quick gasps, light & spread<br />
<br />
your wings, along the way her<br />
legs are leaped and plunged again.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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<br />
432<br />
<br />
As has, so let : lettered out to<br />
say beyond the mountain, fire<br />
<br />
as the wind, and words to hold<br />
alert along the way, as moved to<br />
<br />
tell, aswim between these opposites<br />
spun to sail and stay the same<br />
<br />
way opened into scene & song the line.<br />
Or move yr line to eye along the<br />
<br />
road is never static, rhythm & pool,<br />
the light is hedged at love’s names<br />
<br />
and soars aloft beheld the term is<br />
let to shelf or ridge & stopped at<br />
<br />
reef the visit : heel or ship these<br />
outer days inhabit into sense the<br />
<br />
day is loop or shaft the moon is<br />
nearly full or fuller still and<br />
<br />
made the time to yowl in about<br />
her visits, at roof review the lesson<br />
<br />
sends through simpler dues relief &<br />
shoal the ships are sending out<br />
<br />
some food prepared, & let her legs<br />
between her eye a spot, to line<br />
<br />
this pole inner & sung, to seed<br />
and song among some dreams<br />
<br />
are left alert and store, slips<br />
in yellow eye the sun is crept aloft.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
433<br />
<br />
As let, so has : terms unite enfold to<br />
seal as pooled thus to tension permits,<br />
<br />
thorough between, as along and spent<br />
to peer the lime and sense center, at<br />
<br />
inner lines the rest rests toward another<br />
sentinel the moon is full and termed<br />
<br />
along yr eyes uncrossed and no gates are<br />
crashed another word is shattered, but<br />
<br />
holds between approach and justice,<br />
to share some easier time is shore<br />
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and song, and finds relief where needed.<br />
But shore this song is easier in<br />
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morning movement to blue & yellow<br />
beads they are not vain permission<br />
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in the heart a mode of calling in<br />
from self to scene the same way<br />
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set or sentenced as one, pertain<br />
out to out the same transparency.<br />
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At love’s lines lighted, these simple<br />
people with immediacy between<br />
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the eye & heart no mind but<br />
lesser duties shoal. Pursue to<br />
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hold at nothing waiting year by<br />
year a short term is held<br />
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affirmed yr elbow hurts and lets<br />
them into morning’s songs, thus & so.<br />
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As turns, between among; and leaves<br />
yr lines before the rush is set astir<br />
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the rest resumes at pole & star as set<br />
the lay her mouth reversed, salamander.<br />
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And dreams release as settles down to see<br />
her touch, eye and song below the day,<br />
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in friends they hear some senses call to<br />
say together as the same way sets.<br />
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Oar this sheep, you are and sent, remove.<br />
Sent or settled, out and outer, rest<br />
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resume to hold them open, buttoned up<br />
the place to touch as cleaves to juice.<br />
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And horn her up and in, as fire, light<br />
this scene is seen, or pictured back<br />
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in some relief at dream & throng yr child<br />
would becalm an easier day remits to<br />
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press some ages cast away, the locust’s<br />
styles, at tongue & clasp, a lighter loss<br />
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to love’s positions; as shelf, lease to<br />
hear or postures after tension, a<br />
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fence between eye’s apples, on the<br />
ground, and eaten out, he gave them<br />
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over without grace, I’ll take you<br />
down and in between yr ps<br />
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to rap them up and suck you dry,<br />
these letters : love’s simple sending.<br />
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As turns, to line along line, this thrust<br />
and pool relieved the air decides to rest.<br />
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In term, the long way sets to ease and<br />
marked along the moon begun at shore<br />
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and bird the easier dues released from<br />
air to song her eases down to hold<br />
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the house away at dawn becomes another <br />
rumbling day recalled from other<br />
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offers down the time along and set<br />
between her eyes a spot belongs<br />
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to air the loom responds within the<br />
time this light between her legs is<br />
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slow the spot declines at love’s request<br />
is also light becalmed throughout<br />
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as set or settled into seeming here<br />
these lines are also new to roam<br />
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within the heart is simpler energy<br />
and marked as has, so let : yr eye<br />
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is term & song to hold enfold the<br />
looser calms in single file the wheel<br />
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is broke or shown the rooster flopped<br />
these pooled resumptions : scored below<br />
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as hears bestow through yellow day<br />
to tune becalmed to whales are beached.<br />
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Love’s due is cause for song, and hears<br />
the light from senses cast, at senses sung.<br />
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436<br />
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As turn, become the loop becalmed in<br />
waters crossed the day away to<br />
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hear to some recall refer the line<br />
is air to air these colors blue<br />
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and yellow heal the same is also<br />
set or sentenced into scenes at<br />
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hard & song along the way as tells<br />
to send us down the line in<br />
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easier days we hear these words<br />
to stay the same we lay our<br />
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head to head as waits the line<br />
and hears these dusty lines at<br />
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pool the ruses cool and simple<br />
and in this day to sentence<br />
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doubt is easy out hears us out<br />
and outer into seeming sent<br />
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the day is also new to chains <br />
or spools we are these lines<br />
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become the day away in questions<br />
asked and artful said to see<br />
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the newer turns have folded out<br />
some airs are new or scene at<br />
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rooms this loop resists and holds<br />
to what is here and lets the<br />
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rest rest : love’s airs renew and<br />
light alights to terms review.<br />
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As term, to hold : aswim below<br />
yr eyes are turned to sense this<br />
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loop recall and song along the day is<br />
set at term to loop this mood is<br />
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also long along the rest within alert.<br />
She waits between the rooms are<br />
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left the same way set or settled to<br />
the west with draws a dream she<br />
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lets it down and goes on in herself<br />
to seethe smooth and lesser gestures.<br />
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Sun’s sums recall, yr eyes the name<br />
of love’s cool rooms and pleasures,<br />
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at senses hung without an easier<br />
term is also mood &s ong again.<br />
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The day away is long to tell, a raft<br />
would settle down to hear us call<br />
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this loop is settled down the day is<br />
term and set or something new<br />
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from eases wrapt in other days<br />
to tell the same way into seems<br />
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this day recall and song the moon<br />
to hear or move so calm is in<br />
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the way some easier terms withdraw<br />
at claim and song the day is<br />
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also lighted through to love’s own<br />
claims begin again to hear yr words.<br />
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Yr open, as flown, along beside to<br />
same or met at long among this<br />
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follows in to in, and sets between <br />
her eyes a spot, as pooled light<br />
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and set to tell release relief would<br />
seem to see this touch yr shell<br />
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is also eye the hair is red the same<br />
as into sets some days permit to<br />
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heal or pin a raft as waits to<br />
come along like this work : relief<br />
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or charge, at broken time is slots<br />
to groove between as fans about<br />
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to yellow airs increased to wheels<br />
to blue noons you come again,<br />
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as into sets below to see yr name<br />
as eye and song in long along<br />
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some lines permit : remiss and charge<br />
the rest rests alert between the<br />
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day is looped along among some<br />
roof permits the night away in<br />
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terms to shift from pool to charm<br />
at least to sing some singular time<br />
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for pleasure’s eye as fingers into<br />
slip the ring and watch it fall<br />
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away in love’s light recalled from<br />
horn to long arrive yr depths among.<br />
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439<br />
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As turns, to hold along recall & term<br />
this line permits to hold sway & time.<br />
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Atune beyond, slip & let, the raft is<br />
term & turn the day away to see<br />
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these signs are left around the air<br />
to air as fired in to see the day<br />
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has love’s time between her eyes<br />
a spot is sign & time to hold at<br />
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layers of the scene in pattern call at<br />
view review the moon is singled out<br />
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among yr lines the light intense to<br />
songs the voice of acts to heal the<br />
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air’s own meaning in these waves<br />
enfold to long between the time<br />
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of this beginning of the shore in<br />
terms the voice repeats the same<br />
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way set or singled out to have<br />
time at other offers simple into air<br />
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the body’s limits profound beyond the<br />
other lines hold to what is the same.<br />
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And light to tell the day ivory and <br />
profound , moved in sentences of the<br />
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time is in these lights the same at<br />
love’s beginnings, heart to time &<br />
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slid along the flesh is door & raft<br />
and kept alert to work day & tune.<br />
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440<br />
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Your name recalls a day we were <br />
alone together within surroundings of a city :<br />
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and met I touched your breasts they<br />
firm affirmed yr pleasure some eyes<br />
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were hot between your legs a spot<br />
I touched. So much passes away<br />
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at early glance the mind reminds<br />
a fresh touch along the day is also<br />
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met astir my heart alone responds<br />
as eagle signs his life into this<br />
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beginning to be the same. These works<br />
of life are also mine, a sone a line<br />
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and working hard to be a man<br />
and share that time with someone<br />
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dreamed asleep to touch between<br />
these moons are wrapt in secrets<br />
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settled out like some with drawing<br />
from the world in purposes we<br />
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all recall as love’s lights sent to<br />
hold you down and live between<br />
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your eyes a spot and touch to tell<br />
some good wold come of it would<br />
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come again perhaps as seed and song<br />
the same they live to make the day<br />
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in some recall of doubt as moves as<br />
holds as starts to live these lines<br />
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441<br />
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Yr lines to spin atunes like hearing into sets<br />
the line and song to fold it back, tongue.<br />
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A road would spell, and leap to pools remiss<br />
and charge, I’ll bring you into this specific.<br />
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Lay her down and loom these warps aloft and<br />
sudden, but heave the goat away, his knees<br />
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and signs are wooden, planned by shifts are<br />
lost to moons and mountains, lighted out to <br />
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have yr name in mine, eye to eye & sail.<br />
A leaf along a loop regained, to charm and<br />
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book, a life submits, becalms and comes<br />
again to touch its songs are made to<br />
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pool or shift. Wait, another term reminds<br />
we area long our sentences, at her days<br />
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to bring about these pools and saucers to<br />
a lesser day of work and work in organs<br />
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planned to win : an easy song is cooled to<br />
leap throughout a life along these days<br />
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at mark and song yr eyes are opened<br />
into games the body’s offers made of<br />
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light the same way sets or settles in and<br />
waits awaits this love is made of time &<br />
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hard the scenes and hard the lines, at<br />
roses flung or outer partners marked<br />
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to send them down the line you are and<br />
to me sent I’ll be the same way set.<br />
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442<br />
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A nice pair. Folded round around the<br />
lay of hands these straps are wool.<br />
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Into between; as has, so let, the rest<br />
is also new beside the time and<br />
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stable, over into saying the terms are<br />
new review to say the terms are name<br />
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and song you might before the day is<br />
song to open leg and fly to seal the <br />
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term with love in some slight touch<br />
of pleasure’s grace the same time move<br />
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to light the sky as holds to terms in<br />
heat to spell the day of love’s own<br />
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bargains in life’s slight pressures, yr<br />
breasts at touch affirmed to see<br />
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a slope of head and tongue within<br />
yr reach a slot and gong attend :<br />
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she waits and hears the moon become<br />
whoever tells the rest rests at<br />
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lines between her eyes, a spot enlarge<br />
to fill with blood uprised within<br />
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the day as met we did your eyes<br />
across yr yard is limb and song to<br />
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hear another name along the day as<br />
rests between yr names attend<br />
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and sing a pool of light we all<br />
inhabit as day becomes again we are.<br />
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443<br />
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Term of light a day away would hold to<br />
life another time is caught within enfold<br />
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as love is also spent to time as blue and<br />
yellow in the heart to pool as climb attend<br />
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atune the day is also long along the way or<br />
cool to thought the heavy anchor gives at<br />
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scheme and term the body’s lines are wrapt<br />
without at color sent the moon or single<br />
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air and kept the same is made to hold the<br />
way and moving mouth to mouth the head<br />
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emerged the warmth of evening melting ice<br />
the leaves are orange and yellow as<br />
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skies the meeting within the frame is also<br />
kept to smooth some line would move<br />
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our times emerged the heavy clasps are<br />
eased to wait await some airs revolved<br />
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you might remind of other offers cast with<br />
-out the name of friends for cheer or shame<br />
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the isolation from which we creep as light is<br />
spent in darkness shown th cap the tone<br />
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of simpler airs recall some casts of stone<br />
you’d hear the same response with shape to<br />
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learn the song of life’s success as winds until a<br />
clasp with easier lines within and<br />
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feed the body’s powers to live survived<br />
and care the days are moved the same.<br />
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444<br />
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As day, the lines are strong again, the same<br />
day held between my hands and hard on<br />
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her knees are folded back around the<br />
light between the mountains pouring in<br />
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and dreamed immediate transparent the<br />
same : less to tell, and acted out to out.<br />
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You might believe again, we are throughout<br />
these neighbors into senses cast to ease<br />
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her back and down at morning’s moves<br />
to let the rest go down into what<br />
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is there, the horn is raised and entered,<br />
spool and chime, a newer shoal to<br />
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score the light from love’s bending at<br />
the room and folded heart to<br />
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heart the time is made to hear the<br />
air is open. And into pleasure thrust;,<br />
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you are this new recall life to time<br />
the way is cleared to hold along the<br />
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time and spent, as energy, out to out,<br />
these fruits become yellow and fall,<br />
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their food is made, and love between<br />
yr legs is eye and song, to hold<br />
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and shoot, mouth to mouth & clean.<br />
But move and let them out, these<br />
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charges laid around the edge and<br />
simple, mark & tone, the day is made.<br />
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445<br />
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And lets to tell, alert and pulled early,<br />
eye is term to see and hold along &<br />
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spent, day’s opening is also new, as told :<br />
a way is met and marked for new<br />
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ties looser than held affirmed beyond<br />
another time and lets away to mark the<br />
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lines are folded back as touched her eye<br />
to lease or spin in rolls to tatter off.<br />
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Shell, the moon’s remiss charm is pool<br />
to sky the graces married back at<br />
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heels the shelter comes alive to hear<br />
into seeming set & settled, onto<br />
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line alive the well is sharp at yellow<br />
beaded time to center long between<br />
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a day is also moved throughout these<br />
open times yr legs are thrust alert<br />
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aloft the knees are pulled along to<br />
pleasure’s sharp atunes & back at<br />
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mouths. These airs are cool to feel<br />
the day is here and met, you are.<br />
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You are these lights away, peripheral.<br />
Love’s tunnels shoal & dust the<br />
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air to newer press & shield at<br />
centers wrought raft and song the<br />
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verbs are active, into seeming set <br />
and centered on yr eye aloft today.<br />
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446<br />
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The same and turned along without to see<br />
and density to terms anew are spooled along.<br />
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You are, along and set, set to tell as hold<br />
between them along throughout the song among<br />
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pools, at light the thought is empty, or<br />
love is marked the eye to spin pool &<br />
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charm as becomes the air & set to tell alert<br />
become the rest rests as mountains, at<br />
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rooms stilled to hold between day and<br />
day again you might become the same<br />
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way set or settled into thrusts the heart<br />
between the body’s airs the light between<br />
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yr eyes a spot is sentenced in below the<br />
arms the rest is seen to leave these<br />
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parts beyond, or move removed at hearts<br />
to spool the single motives into calm or<br />
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the arms roughed out to tell, heard alert<br />
these pools of light we all inhabit, love’s<br />
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names enfold, call and pawn, but rushed<br />
outer at looms becalmed to hold at<br />
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show the rest is spun from air at light<br />
the open terms recall from where<br />
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we came the same way set at lines to<br />
seem the call is leafed to seasons<br />
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changed the roof the day the body’s own<br />
becoming in this quickness, into evening sung.<br />
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447<br />
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As marked, moved to poles astir with<br />
some density relaxed the moon in<br />
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-tense to hold among disturbances the<br />
same as told to hear some terms are<br />
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set or new to song atune her eyes are<br />
also set between the lines and held<br />
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to love’s terms into seeming set these <br />
rooms remind, air to air the colors<br />
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folded back along yr lines submit to<br />
single terms among the days as empty<br />
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to hold beyond some airs recall another<br />
life perhaps as simpler set within<br />
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the heart some light revolves, center &<br />
tone of eases wrapt without you<br />
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are : a catch is turned anew, and<br />
holds a heart away as words are<br />
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kept or sown to lips as eases seen<br />
a name is caught and honed part<br />
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-icular inside inside, you are also<br />
some season sent the day is made<br />
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to hold anew some senses fled with<br />
-out the light but true to courses<br />
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set as firmed endured the color of day<br />
to blue & yellow beads are scattered<br />
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and rhythms broken open to call<br />
recall the name of love in time begun.<br />
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448<br />
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As light to line at term’s beginning love is.<br />
And sent the line away is set to tell also<br />
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thorough and sent the time away to tell<br />
alert as edge to hear these sentences;<br />
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to terms aloft alert the moon is made to<br />
settle out among yr eyes a spot is total<br />
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into seeming set or pooled to raft between,<br />
along, among yr kinds & energies settling.<br />
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To & to, or set as told, along the air &<br />
set to hold the mark is moved, aside to<br />
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shift & shore the lines between these airs<br />
are wrapt affirmed or lesser dues from forms<br />
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as into between, & shift to moons along :<br />
yr arrows let to tell, or stirs the air as ice.<br />
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Or let to tell as arrow bird the folding eye<br />
and eagle into senses set, as treads along<br />
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or waits awaits through lesser terms<br />
these lines arrive, for thorough ears to shell<br />
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and into over set throughout the same,<br />
no letters. And whom these marks pretend<br />
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they are also moved between her eyes,<br />
a spot. And might become the same time<br />
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love’s lens arise, for eye or heart the<br />
spaces wrapt as offers total time or<br />
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sent the day’s messages int lines are<br />
cast aloft, among and pooled to terms.<br />
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449<br />
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As into, pool alarm, terminals, thrust along..<br />
To terms and scored, the rest becomes the<br />
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Restr as into set, the power or rushed his<br />
Eyes to burning dots again, it is the day.<br />
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Or settles thorough value shore sentinel<br />
is at the roof poled out as outer is a<br />
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loom along some shifts to lesser dues in<br />
scores the life of simpler trees from<br />
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green to yellow into seeming set is there<br />
some specific resumes to beef the curl :<br />
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spots. And into this and this or after is<br />
lighted to edges of the day is marks :<br />
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love’s short claims the day is moved also<br />
at these heavier notes a word to sleep.<br />
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Up the hills to score the terms at sea and <br />
sent or spelled his instruments are short<br />
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to loops relief of eye the head rests, rests.<br />
Forested compression and sentenced out<br />
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along the wall of morning moved alert to<br />
claims the world’s roof and spilled, but<br />
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hot to spin her eyes at rest between<br />
the air is moved in shelter after into set a<br />
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loop maintained yr crossings after color names<br />
love again or rests in lighted centers<br />
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of your cool claims to inattention, shaft, the<br />
pool, clasp remove, loop to cell and shot aloft.<br />
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450<br />
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As holds, to let. As in between, wanders<br />
into seeming set, as love is, and told,<br />
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to light alight the darker mass is also here<br />
and in the center, rest ahold of air along<br />
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the way, description and thing and on along<br />
the shorebirds, blue and yellow beads respond.<br />
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As holds at western limits, another song is<br />
bright to totals glued in this room of pairs<br />
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the openings are particular or new, and told.<br />
Sharp to new edges, we hold as sentences are,<br />
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unwound begun and air to air beneath, astir.<br />
Resound again begins to clear or snaps a<br />
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lesser term, reply, the boat is heeling in &<br />
crossed, another day is newer still, or still<br />
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to answers crept the same way settled out :<br />
aloft and blue the senses call the name is<br />
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air or love, and wounded yet to call alive<br />
in darkness thrives the woods are gold &<br />
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yellow at afternoons the same is also called to<br />
charge these days as into seeming set or<br />
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settled, day and night revolve at planets<br />
magnified to daylight’s postures the limit<br />
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called atune to silly charms, spool & rhyme<br />
to thrust thrown thing in simple rest &<br />
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shale : a cooler time is also winter’s due<br />
to love alight these modest claims are set..<br />
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451<br />
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Line astern, or shipped over to tell, as here.<br />
The road is strewn with seeming set to<br />
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tell alert along among, the rest rests in<br />
and sets the rooms are spool &chime at<br />
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tenses caught between the day alert from<br />
moons alive to turn throughout aligns at<br />
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sense another song reminds the day to<br />
clear these energies slippt from time<br />
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or hoses sentenced into shoal or tune<br />
the shore out-leaped assurances rough<br />
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to term or settled forward fast & clippt<br />
to air these anchors upward the light<br />
<br />
as foal, charged without possible airs<br />
love is, onto clearing pools the night<br />
<br />
astir from any carriage, or simple dues<br />
the settlers from any plane or senses<br />
<br />
forward the simplicity after ovens clear<br />
to buckets the day also serves to<br />
<br />
move into these clearings heart and<br />
shore of another time the rhythm<br />
<br />
of scrambled eggs, come from a south<br />
or flown mounted seedlings assort<br />
<br />
to love recall or pasture green &<br />
snow to shore to, or fled, the rest<br />
<br />
within astir flatters shown the line<br />
at danger flown followed here.<br />
<br />
452<br />
<br />
To turns made, as moves, approached,<br />
the light of something holds throughout.<br />
<br />
Or, are, you are, as term & song the same,<br />
set or pooled along the day is also<br />
<br />
met to seem the line along as holds<br />
at sentenced arrows and into seeming<br />
<br />
settled out to hold the lines are into<br />
this and holds the hand to cool and<br />
<br />
slim airs respond, the power comes to<br />
rise arise and clippt; the air in air.<br />
<br />
Or are you are the term of scenes released,<br />
to pool the time of senses set the line<br />
<br />
of love’s remembering, and pleasure caught<br />
hand in hand the ropes are also<br />
<br />
new to heave airs out along the way<br />
as near or told the light is also<br />
<br />
heavier than this bell responds to<br />
newer time and carries snow with<br />
<br />
-out, but peace ascends to grace the<br />
same day often outer thrust to tell,<br />
<br />
and leaped at leaves to hold the line<br />
among these senses lept or caught,<br />
<br />
the roof is pooled anew or rift along<br />
the crawl to seams the motives cast<br />
<br />
the same way out along the roof as made<br />
the moon is sending out to out & near.<br />
<br />
453<br />
<br />
Between the days, some air lets to hold to<br />
these beginnings, as arrived we are in light<br />
<br />
become to seem to be along the way this time<br />
we have is still to be the love we are at<br />
<br />
storm the sky is also here our eyes are met<br />
astir at oranges or these hours rift & chain<br />
<br />
below this earth & stream as folds the<br />
heart is told to say the same is air<br />
<br />
to song in work we are along & held<br />
affirm to task these days of ropes or<br />
<br />
mark to pool the frontal necessaries are<br />
the same to thrive at terms the day of<br />
<br />
another line before & after, crossing a<br />
holy task is the fool’s instruction, as<br />
<br />
self & one the light arrives again in<br />
what we are the same and not at<br />
<br />
times remanded to former states in this<br />
scene we make from colors acted in<br />
<br />
to tell, response to term a life alights<br />
among our selves we pool our song<br />
<br />
in water snagged aloft to some recall<br />
of love’s names arrived the same<br />
<br />
way sets astir in youth some folly<br />
corresponds, and holds us into what <br />
<br />
is true, but throws us on to who we<br />
are become this air of leaves becalmed.<br />
<br />
454<br />
<br />
To time aligns the moves are slow and<br />
firm atune from flow to tone, along & set.<br />
<br />
But slow the air is settled out to tell alert<br />
between her eyes a spot these lines of light.<br />
<br />
From air to air the time is also moved below<br />
these arms of time, and seems to hold away<br />
<br />
the light is set to love’s recall to calm or<br />
other angles pooled alert along the way :<br />
<br />
as holds there and set the day away to<br />
terms the pool is flown or healed, spot<br />
<br />
and clime, to cool-out these ropes are sent<br />
and sentence, as comes before the light<br />
<br />
is not so dark but strewn before the act<br />
in from or continent these forces caught<br />
<br />
to sea or passion and into seeming set<br />
the day is light & time the same way<br />
<br />
clasp remove and hears these airs release<br />
to dream or utter offers cling the heart<br />
<br />
in singular doubts the day and life of these<br />
demands the other names we shift these<br />
<br />
hands around and slip away from term<br />
to line in easier rooms the laughter comes<br />
<br />
to heavier dues, these feelings pooled as set :<br />
become these lines as rhythms set in<br />
<br />
calm or pasture, and in this season<br />
caught from eye to eye the same relief.<br />
<br />
455<br />
<br />
Into, and come, the way is set to see at<br />
posts perhaps to lines along as held along :<br />
<br />
to term alight along among, they are they,<br />
or folded out to seem to be these horns<br />
<br />
as set to scene & throng, the wall. Spoke,<br />
perhaps, or settled out astir throughout,<br />
<br />
but paddled on and sentenced out to<br />
out, air in air the same or mettle, afar.<br />
<br />
Said, then, the rooms are white & yellow<br />
but pooled out, strung out, formation<br />
<br />
of resonances at love’s times reviewed<br />
withdraw as mountains line to light a<br />
<br />
dragon pauses, heels & stirs the line<br />
at dodge pursued his armor claims<br />
<br />
to seem sent or known the body’s air<br />
is caught thorough promotes a clear<br />
<br />
term is settling to and to the days<br />
are meeting on these scores reversed<br />
<br />
to shoal the light is spent in seeing<br />
center & tone the day is opening to<br />
<br />
some declaration of favor, family of<br />
light spun to love as marked a<br />
<br />
line of poles reversed reviewed he reads :<br />
at love’s peal to score as oceans and<br />
<br />
their names to claim & song, arrive<br />
at these roadways crossed, the day.<br />
<br />
456<br />
<br />
Becomes, then, a rest at airs received<br />
at night to grow along the room to<br />
<br />
hear these lives alight thorough into sets<br />
stir and foam her eyes are also new<br />
<br />
these lines are hard against the time of<br />
light into love’s hands arrived thorough<br />
<br />
lessens uprise to single term her legs<br />
apart perhaps to ride this horse to<br />
<br />
tell some moons allow the day arrive<br />
at senses air to air as also settles<br />
<br />
out to out these feelings stirred from<br />
center outward as holds to terms<br />
<br />
again and clears the day alerat to senses<br />
calmed or scattered sell or run the time<br />
<br />
to heal these moods alert and moved at<br />
rooms they clear and set to move arrive<br />
<br />
again in clearances wrapt or offer into<br />
sets are light alert to pool escape in<br />
<br />
work permits lesson & calm at her<br />
names remiss & throng you might re<br />
<br />
-ply recall is also set to mime or hand<br />
you are. These days are simpler than we<br />
<br />
thought is love becalmed in easy ties<br />
to leap aloft as settles in to hear her<br />
<br />
eyes are less than lighted up to hear<br />
my moves are clear and sharp to go.<br />
<br />
457<br />
<br />
At loops recalled a name is light to<br />
time as met the day is also set at<br />
<br />
terms reviewed they last alas in posts<br />
the claims are also met the day is love<br />
<br />
to come across these waves of time’s close<br />
arrive the door is move to claim in<br />
<br />
meetings marked display affirmed through<br />
these slips of dreams become marks<br />
<br />
as into seeming set or settled hears her<br />
eyes to songs they are aloft & sudden<br />
<br />
as holds the flesh of terms along the<br />
room and post alert to songs of light<br />
<br />
before these lines are crossed throughout<br />
another time of morning’s cool lapses<br />
<br />
where sleep reminds at posture &throng<br />
the openings are still profound enough<br />
<br />
to dream again her legs are opened out<br />
to touch these flowers time by air is<br />
<br />
laid by rests to hold some single pool<br />
and skips to houses sung a name<br />
<br />
arrives in long lines reviewed intense<br />
to come to these beginnings heart &<br />
<br />
song again they are some days review &<br />
claim of marks distinct or pure to love’s<br />
<br />
celebrations within the claim of light as<br />
mark or time to heal these body’s clasps.<br />
<br />
458<br />
<br />
In terms turned outer out in tense<br />
as held affirmed throughout there are<br />
<br />
boundaries impulsed toward heavier<br />
ties thorough relief total eases hear<br />
<br />
there are also notation & song you<br />
are these lines permit to some life<br />
<br />
alighted spins you are her eyes the same<br />
might not be up to it. Simpler men<br />
<br />
might pretend they are; as has, to let,<br />
<br />
so begins at ending where lessons would<br />
pre-occupy romances have their airs<br />
<br />
the body’s lesson also schemed futile<br />
into seeming set or turned attend to<br />
<br />
what is there in heavier dues relapsed<br />
as no-one hears these mountains<br />
<br />
empty out alone along among yr traces<br />
skip the movement as men are<br />
<br />
gathered into what they are between <br />
falling and the open heart below<br />
<br />
some affirmation spins the day aloft<br />
to totals glued between her legs<br />
<br />
I hear my names arrive to scoops<br />
the rest rests after other offers to<br />
<br />
love begun in light sentenced sea to<br />
season in between the days of air.<br />
<br />
459<br />
<br />
To terms renew her eyes across the line<br />
is met to tell as holds and sway these<br />
<br />
openings the heart to lines we wove this<br />
dance is also term & song for newer days<br />
<br />
as into seeming set the orange clouds at<br />
morning moving thorough or unprofound in<br />
<br />
lighted graces have their peace without<br />
another room submits again as easier<br />
<br />
tenses line the walls in anchor claims<br />
the day along and time or heaves at<br />
<br />
senses termed review and pole to seas<br />
are wept and more these colors are<br />
<br />
also white on white to answer claims in<br />
centers mark the pole to strive in acts<br />
<br />
we meet at night her eyes are also<br />
new but wet at the fools gate is<br />
<br />
also mine among these lessons and hears<br />
a single voice crystal sphere of light<br />
<br />
as love’s own movement senses out &<br />
out along the streets where snow<br />
<br />
recalls some vivid airs in seeming <br />
set to thirsty airs remove and<br />
<br />
helped each other at love’s doors to<br />
centers toward a day of lights away :<br />
<br />
you are, and single set the day is<br />
worldly song and movement<br />
<br />
460<br />
<br />
As turns to song these lines arrive at<br />
term and throng among their distances<br />
<br />
looped to tell as has, so let. You are <br />
these moons awry between her eyes, a<br />
<br />
spot. Or lessen to totals among along<br />
to throw them down along the line<br />
<br />
in special colors wrapt these pools anew<br />
in senses marked throughout they are<br />
<br />
the same way settled into between to<br />
hold together as gathers the unforeseen<br />
<br />
is yet another term forgetting they are<br />
arrived his brother bothers and answers<br />
<br />
light to love the same begins or moves<br />
these days away along the time to<br />
<br />
settle out along the day into some<br />
lines are marked to hold them on<br />
<br />
as into set or settles they are also<br />
new and seeming what we see is <br />
<br />
less than new but calls recall and<br />
song the world arrives into newer<br />
<br />
posts revealed, and into sets or says<br />
you are, and holds flesh to air<br />
<br />
this life is marked with blue & yellow<br />
as reads the rest rests and settles<br />
<br />
here and this to move the day among<br />
its airs we are the same way sent.<br />
<br />
461<br />
<br />
As has, so let : blue & yellow unite approach<br />
to tell between along among these senses<br />
<br />
have the grace to peel away whatever is<br />
set apart the heart falls to seeming as<br />
<br />
holds in what is there alone and holds her <br />
to these airs remiss and song as rope<br />
<br />
to move away there and set to say alert<br />
you are and marked, hold, turn and<br />
<br />
go these days are also air and set to say<br />
there are no others and in some percept<br />
<br />
another day is also now we are among<br />
our motives west to tell this pool &<br />
<br />
throng at colors set and sentenced out<br />
the airs revive at post & rail to<br />
<br />
heave alert along as seems to say we<br />
spool, to charms at motive gained on<br />
<br />
thrust & charge another image dreams<br />
at morning cool and grown along the<br />
<br />
days away in seeming sentenced on<br />
the road we are along our days as<br />
<br />
love is also light among the seasons <br />
of our body’s life in claims we are<br />
<br />
to hold our children down as move<br />
and houses charmed the day is house<br />
<br />
and garden lighted, spun, charged to<br />
hold among these seeds, horse & rider.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-13269593162447028272007-04-21T05:01:00.001-07:002017-12-22T19:41:59.023-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book X||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
462<br />
<br />
As into seeming set the terms are marked<br />
thorough beheld as line to line they are<br />
<br />
they are. And moved throughout to totals sent<br />
along the way the way as songs are pooled to seem<br />
<br />
and line among the airs we are these<br />
turns to make as moved we are the same<br />
<br />
and even, as situations rest to rest at<br />
airs and made the time is also lines<br />
<br />
to heare these openings day and day the<br />
heart becomes the way we are and set<br />
<br />
to setting forth and into become alarm &<br />
call to pull and charm the light is<br />
<br />
here in love's own beginning or roams<br />
along among they are : and hears the<br />
<br />
roof is marked aloft as lifts to pole &<br />
storm the snow is white as love's own<br />
<br />
charms, and moved aloft the same<br />
way set to hold alert alarm &<br />
<br />
call you are these songs become at<br />
eagle's names for love as into set<br />
<br />
to charge or hold aloft along the road<br />
is charm & call at these ways revolved<br />
<br />
in other words or held to sing the<br />
same as moves throughout his looms<br />
<br />
are sentenced air to air the same and<br />
made the rest rests and situation, even.<br />
463<br />
<br />
As into senses sets the room unspun<br />
alert along between the days are<br />
<br />
also long along the day into seeming<br />
here before the light inside our lives<br />
<br />
or handled long along morning thorough<br />
energy uprised before or after the same.<br />
<br />
love's names betimes, along aloft the<br />
rest rests : or hold these Eagles are,<br />
<br />
and set to tell as here and this we<br />
pool some stops away as rough to eye<br />
<br />
her pleasures changed from day to ear<br />
or hears these terms within as hold<br />
<br />
along the trail, to come between these<br />
days away is also night's beginning, at<br />
<br />
sensation rised or spooled before the same<br />
is marked as moves a day is come to<br />
<br />
heart the eye is long: blue and yellow<br />
moved alert to senses wrapt the eye is<br />
<br />
here between her eyes a spot is held at<br />
lines affirmed before as has, to settle in<br />
<br />
before these rooms permit throughout<br />
to lines before the day begins again<br />
<br />
in energies enfold to heavier dues total<br />
entire but loop ensnare the heart is<br />
<br />
hard upon the moon becomes a way<br />
to life at love's airs between her legs.<br />
<br />
<br />
464<br />
<br />
How caught at danger's term this line<br />
how move upright into light from<br />
<br />
dark the heavy heart would move, as asks<br />
this air love's names elude to isolations<br />
<br />
trust unwelcome and hard held to life, as<br />
duty otherwise and calm the face is<br />
<br />
hard to work and long along the way<br />
as into seeming set or sentenced outer<br />
<br />
other calls and wrapt alone between the<br />
days in warmth to sleep some times<br />
<br />
at dreaming caught but wrestled often<br />
hears the edge of light begin to ask<br />
<br />
how ease these clasps as life's benign<br />
airs are rested here below the heart<br />
<br />
to pound as ocean's turn the flat and<br />
horizontal sphere is lighted from within<br />
<br />
her loops elusive, asks to see these ways<br />
to meet some time and line align<br />
<br />
my own is grappled outer out to heave<br />
the day alert beyond yr eyes my<br />
<br />
own is heavy and into danger crossed<br />
beyond a newer time is waited out<br />
<br />
but hears these names reveal this loss<br />
as love's agonies unrevealed and hope<br />
<br />
to turn to cross this sea of time and not<br />
alone but meets with love's new face again.<br />
<br />
<br />
465<br />
<br />
As senses set, or settled out & looped aloft<br />
along these days are marked along as<br />
<br />
held affirmed among these airs cool or wrapt<br />
along the day is moved to hold : here & this<br />
<br />
these pools are leaning line & song we are<br />
as has, so let. A road is time the air<br />
<br />
has rests its pairs are smooth or wrapt<br />
alert this is another mark of spool or<br />
<br />
chime the room is also white again in<br />
light becomes love's airs remiss & charge<br />
<br />
from simpler forms distinguished as<br />
coats the day to looms are spent<br />
<br />
to flight or calm in love's turns as<br />
sentenced out along the shore to rocks<br />
<br />
ribbed aloft & sudden blue and yellow<br />
speak: as eases out some sudden airs<br />
<br />
begin to roof these days away from distances<br />
recalled again as has, so let. But <br />
<br />
hears the rooms are left again from<br />
outer airs disturbed or hidden at<br />
<br />
a longer tale the donkey spoke to<br />
eases called the lesson from the rear<br />
<br />
to send them down these eases caught and<br />
left along the way to terms anew the<br />
<br />
rest rests and hears an eagle sing from<br />
snag to light above the mountain, eye.<br />
<br />
<br />
466<br />
<br />
Line along the day alert these pools<br />
alight the roof is sloped the time to<br />
<br />
peel aloft to say the same time long to<br />
sense as dreams inhabit here and this<br />
<br />
to tell the time as moves to hear these<br />
lights & spines aloft the time is moved<br />
<br />
to hold as sets the terms anew to love<br />
begun her eyes are marked below the<br />
<br />
air as touched and sent or sentenced air<br />
and song descends to peace the signs<br />
<br />
are long away to shore and moon between<br />
these hearts the same is looped to tell<br />
<br />
might go the way is sent alert composed<br />
to wait and sends the time to space as<br />
<br />
rests the work and hears to shore as met<br />
the loom away and meets these others<br />
<br />
eye to eye the day is rest to cool laps<br />
bending in yr drum and song the mask<br />
<br />
is lifted, lighted from within as has<br />
so let the room is marked to hold as<br />
<br />
spins the terms to shine beyond as goes<br />
the way is term and told to move the<br />
<br />
time again in rotation as words repeat is<br />
also love's terms to tell, as shore to<br />
<br />
term we cross across the depth to fly<br />
as comes to hold the steady sign along.<br />
<br />
<br />
467<br />
<br />
Turn, the day. Lets to seem between<br />
her eyes, a spot is lessened thorough<br />
<br />
and pulled back, hair is told the way<br />
of parallel turn and seems to be the<br />
<br />
same as lets along and hears the rest<br />
rests. Among as marked here to say<br />
<br />
along as met among these airs resumed<br />
particular and into seeming set to<br />
<br />
lines they are at yellow moved astir as<br />
pooled the heart is not asleep along<br />
<br />
these piers and scallops, shored the day<br />
is bird to fire, smoked perhaps at<br />
<br />
inner lesions thrust the score spins<br />
from heavier dues alert these times<br />
<br />
are met between these rocks laid<br />
by end to end the moon is marked<br />
<br />
at motives shorn alert the same he<br />
settles down in mountains met the<br />
<br />
light is leaped throughout the line<br />
to love sent the single turns among<br />
<br />
her airs these eyes burnt by seeming <br />
thrust at pools the line and into<br />
<br />
lights before some simpler instances<br />
by blue noons resolved from forms<br />
<br />
time and sign the loop recall from<br />
doubt arise or says below the day.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
468<br />
<br />
As term, so let anew recall to thought<br />
the same in line & time to do, to be<br />
<br />
these acts without intent as follows in<br />
and work to air a life depends on<br />
<br />
what is done there are no others here but<br />
mode & call these avenues of light<br />
<br />
renew and spin from air to air in<br />
these particulars of love's house and<br />
<br />
claim to speak of nothing in between<br />
the nights are filled with hearing<br />
<br />
in the silence of the heart to see or<br />
seem is all the same in one and there<br />
<br />
to sail beyond the line of boundaries<br />
on the road another term unites<br />
<br />
we are these movements in sent<br />
to hold the time away as love's due:<br />
<br />
spool & chime the ropes are bent we<br />
hold to what is there and there we<br />
<br />
are along the same way set to see<br />
we are these terms we make as<br />
<br />
scene to air and move the day along<br />
as into seeming thrust as act or<br />
<br />
utter song remits to pressure sent<br />
alert along aloft among and so we<br />
<br />
call these names to light become the<br />
things we are, we are these days anew.<br />
<br />
<br />
469<br />
<br />
As turns again, dragon, snake tail, teeth.<br />
day blinded into light as centered outer,<br />
<br />
love's particulars open into seeming, voiced<br />
throughout and lessons driven down the heart<br />
<br />
or eye opened coiled short night visits the<br />
lady has her flesh parted : wring or turn<br />
<br />
these hands allow release, and thrust<br />
at warmer times, sleep's dream mediates<br />
<br />
the heart's allowances you are as names<br />
revise the hollow mind is cool again to<br />
<br />
odor's clauses friends recall your faces<br />
masked thorough or profuse, and words<br />
<br />
gather from inner lighting scan and pole,<br />
the stars remind of holy tasks and<br />
<br />
simpler sentences, even, where plans revolve<br />
from inert substances or reflection<br />
<br />
gasps as joy becalms inner gentlenesse,<br />
his ears remit to song and sung,<br />
<br />
as outer other and "no error," but falls<br />
to life in quick airs receding, right<br />
<br />
perhaps, righted, erect, score of loose<br />
behaviors solitude for friends to shore<br />
<br />
these energies give the world its shape<br />
and ferment as proceed to musk her<br />
<br />
terms unite & fall away, o heart, and<br />
guide me on these roads as further went.<br />
<br />
<br />
470<br />
<br />
As turned between these days are ready<br />
and into postures crept, a man would<br />
<br />
be this, and healing is the heart to be<br />
love's own tower into light the time<br />
<br />
is moved away as unafraid the sun is<br />
also new as parallel the space is<br />
<br />
round around from form to soar per<br />
-haps the broken wings are healed<br />
<br />
and come the horse unbidden dreamed<br />
alert to pool swift sense to airs<br />
<br />
resumed aloft particular his days are<br />
birthed within astir prolonged the<br />
<br />
moon arrived as into sentences her<br />
eyes are focused widely parted<br />
<br />
from these thoughts alert to help in<br />
seasons caught the rooms divide to<br />
<br />
set and set again, love's numbers are<br />
also one from light recalled and<br />
<br />
marked again, the center sings yr<br />
eye is never score and pool but<br />
<br />
single cross across the sea to pole<br />
the boat arrives in intimations cast<br />
<br />
from other names review as inner set<br />
to song the words are never spilled<br />
<br />
but heard from ear to eye the poles<br />
remain intense in tension love recalls.<br />
<br />
<br />
471<br />
<br />
As term to light before the bird, sets.<br />
and strong along the way, to move alert<br />
<br />
these days are made the same, as start<br />
or turn to love becalmed arrives between<br />
<br />
and set, again, the heart is also left alone<br />
but hears the space without the same as<br />
<br />
said to name among and pooled, hard to<br />
time or spoke, and red leaves turn to<br />
<br />
fall again, the air is moon to country in<br />
some dark life renews the other clarity<br />
<br />
as spool to charge, and held affirmed in<br />
private wastes, you are these lines as<br />
<br />
stir or make recall & throng, progress to<br />
the mountain, eased at loops to shore at<br />
<br />
fault perhaps and score some dignity in<br />
houses roomed as false but true, and<br />
<br />
light to turn aloft anew, he walks the<br />
line unbidden, wrapt for simpler dues<br />
<br />
and spoke to sudden warps wrapt as<br />
coal or shine the day is also love's<br />
<br />
particulars: you are these ropes unwound,<br />
another sack, perhaps, the earth's own<br />
<br />
cord in death's light graces climbs the tree<br />
to turn again the body's life announced<br />
<br />
from pleasures caught but shaped aspire<br />
and listens ear to ear the air revives.<br />
<br />
<br />
472<br />
<br />
In pools recall this light becomes the rest<br />
as turns to hold, return & stay, among<br />
<br />
these others, as into seeming sets the news<br />
is also clear and sharp, the same, and<br />
<br />
cleared to time affirmed from outer days<br />
the rest is also new and sung, a celebration<br />
<br />
of the song itself, and into bodies called <br />
by time's spaces clear to stiffer dues<br />
<br />
alert the color blue & green an emanation<br />
of the day in dreaming called the way.<br />
<br />
heart to term the day is cleared withal,<br />
or loop proposed the book is formed by<br />
<br />
love's density and not misspelled but charged<br />
by time's disturbances, focused into senses<br />
<br />
word by word, a charm is this, and said<br />
by lenses sharper seen the composition<br />
<br />
yielded out from specific terms, atrocities<br />
of the heart in polar dues, rewind to<br />
<br />
hear love's distinctions ceremonial the<br />
offerings to night visitors made sweat<br />
<br />
or true, the lines are pulled to town, her<br />
body wrapped by image sharp to dreams,<br />
<br />
and wound until we hardly tie each other<br />
down, thus and so, the light permits<br />
<br />
love's names recall, we are profound to<br />
time the air revives and holds in what is true.<br />
<br />
<br />
473<br />
<br />
An exchange of signs becomes night's<br />
seeing, hearts display their meanings, act<br />
<br />
and mood relieve the air in meetings:<br />
at the road, a house is made, a friend<br />
<br />
you are, would even out your pleasures<br />
in some senses said, perhaps, slight<br />
<br />
to eyes, but touched here & here again,<br />
or time to airs resume this work is<br />
<br />
light to shore without pressure comes<br />
between her eyes, a spot is let<br />
<br />
to song & dance, I would. But listen,<br />
it is not easy, and follows patience<br />
<br />
slowly calls your name alert to ways<br />
we shore on love's days regained,<br />
<br />
energy is moved at center, signed by<br />
eye & gift again, indiffrence lessens<br />
<br />
the tune, and even disappears to<br />
roses fled tonight we are among<br />
<br />
the play of dreams, I read your mind<br />
and slept uneasy, hard to hand<br />
<br />
arose the day from sleep recalls<br />
the sign of life in eye your light<br />
<br />
was new to hold away or sleeps<br />
within your day to sensation said,<br />
<br />
I will, and scores again, some work<br />
released the terms to hold you close.<br />
<br />
<br />
474<br />
<br />
Balanced into light, resists calm, to hold<br />
away the end begins again, storm & song.<br />
<br />
the day affirmed to short spaced airs without<br />
yr eyes are heart to song released to shores<br />
<br />
astir within all ways set aloft at Eagle named<br />
from forms the loop is knot & sign, to read.<br />
<br />
he answers, and plans recall her breasts again<br />
and under hand, a sister sings hr eyes alert,<br />
<br />
and loved the day, they are the same breasts.<br />
at work on houses, nests of others, similar<br />
<br />
his camera waits to shell & tomb the magazine<br />
into outer other snag and pool, the clouds<br />
<br />
are also orange and painting roll & roller<br />
up the ladder comes between her eyes, a spot.<br />
<br />
I would, then, hold my own again & share<br />
your days in something, forests of air resume<br />
<br />
to "nylon madmen" in the song imagines voice<br />
or verse the same sentence settles into position.<br />
<br />
like the dream-like dream, spoke or uttered<br />
outward, the shore recalls the journey, is it<br />
<br />
always so, and homeward? This air this, spatter<br />
of light in love's names the line revolves<br />
<br />
as term, as time completed danger, even, in small<br />
matters you are welcome. I'll touch her breasts<br />
<br />
again, or so I think, and loop the day from<br />
roses flung erections of the night aligned.<br />
<br />
<br />
475<br />
<br />
Loop ahead, renew review : retreat, as<br />
gathers, massed, erects arrived & here.<br />
<br />
poles pulsed outer compressed as into<br />
sets to tell alert arrive & sand to see<br />
<br />
you are these rooms resumed at work to<br />
shield and throng this solitude elapsed<br />
<br />
or strung, color of blue is marked as sun<br />
permits reflection, and stable arrows hear<br />
<br />
as gathers shore to scene aloft the sentence<br />
holds to roof and leaning away, the air<br />
<br />
to moons are crept between and dreamed<br />
all night a thing and moved away at<br />
<br />
winter's edge arrived again in rooms<br />
of white meaning one to send as told<br />
<br />
recall to work until new pace or shore<br />
the mental days or said the body's<br />
<br />
words a loop aloof and heard some<br />
sending out and out again from simpler<br />
<br />
forms resumed his notes were pretty as<br />
into seeming set the way was mark<br />
<br />
to sentence settled, as stops to hold affirm<br />
the way to settle out or loop & shore the<br />
<br />
day, and soon as answered out and told<br />
a loop along rewind and hold, atune &<br />
<br />
dream her legs away, scene & song alight<br />
to love's lights seeded, strung and popped.<br />
<br />
<br />
476<br />
<br />
Aflight to time, a friend. Alight in terms<br />
to fold them back, these folds of light,<br />
<br />
her body wears them in within my hands<br />
to seem as line & song away to shine<br />
<br />
at smaller grace or healed to shore and<br />
shine they loop within recall from doubt<br />
<br />
or outer ties he shores to pull & thrust<br />
a mouth receives these seeds of light<br />
<br />
as love's junctures cast astir the body's<br />
days receive love's airs relapse and<br />
<br />
throng align & spin you would declare<br />
them just to shoals at sea in posture<br />
<br />
scored to pools astir at thrust to song<br />
relief within as going to movement<br />
<br />
at the time and hears within these loops<br />
a day to work and come to see the<br />
<br />
charges laid to rest, as rests, the friend<br />
in cool lapses full cycle in our days<br />
<br />
we grow together as into seeming thrust<br />
to say we held the day like life-like<br />
<br />
light, like love's recall in score & sand<br />
these fathoms rest resist and charge the<br />
<br />
sky to moons reviewed they have the<br />
visits in the afternoon and touch her<br />
<br />
hair where lines revolve and center in<br />
to say these houses are also homes entire.<br />
<br />
<br />
477<br />
<br />
In time, to hold these lines between<br />
the days are met to seem within<br />
<br />
the ears or signs to hold affirmed<br />
at junctures crossed alert there are<br />
<br />
these terms withheld atune to stop or<br />
stay aligned at pool and term to<br />
<br />
shore and spell, as has, so let; and in<br />
these days of life, arrive at shore<br />
<br />
to scene the day away at last these<br />
lights are splintered, rainbow, shape<br />
<br />
between these roses, love alights to<br />
rest resists as looms along to<br />
<br />
hear as followed into ways withal<br />
in time legs spool & term these<br />
<br />
airs decide to short lays roughed<br />
out alert along among : she comes<br />
<br />
& holds, but eye & song bestow for<br />
shore and loop : innocence revives<br />
<br />
these rooms aware as comes between<br />
and makes it known again, I am<br />
<br />
these days the same as set, eagle to<br />
term and makes the way from<br />
<br />
danger, at love's name withdrawn<br />
to see the lights arrive in cooler<br />
<br />
spells received as makes & lessens<br />
but moves again in seed to song.<br />
<br />
<br />
478<br />
<br />
Align, to turn recall and hold endures<br />
these fires from the heart dreams<br />
<br />
alive along the moon and comes to rest<br />
alert as has, so lets, to pools desire as<br />
<br />
dreams away and stays the same in time<br />
sand time again the rest rests, to say<br />
<br />
these lights at eye's song are bristling in<br />
the day to hear the same words over<br />
<br />
and scene, love's throne the heart is<br />
made to hold along the score to be<br />
<br />
the way and let to tell the same is<br />
moved along as set and mark the<br />
<br />
loom and drum, his masks are line &<br />
throng at senses flung her eyes are<br />
<br />
marked in direction set at polar ties<br />
the planet spins between these lights<br />
<br />
the day is cool and says these airs<br />
revolve at roads the days are also<br />
<br />
new to dreams alert beyond the time<br />
you would become another score at<br />
<br />
loop regained her roof the line to sing<br />
at days to rhythms left the time<br />
<br />
revolves alert along to hear the same<br />
song, rewind and call you move to<br />
<br />
shore these ears alert into seeming<br />
set to shut these airs resume, among.<br />
<br />
<br />
479<br />
<br />
These years are lives within the same air:<br />
pole and star entire, lease to hold, love's<br />
<br />
particular grace, light settles toward the earth,<br />
falls, then, or rains; the body's life, and<br />
<br />
into seeming set, mask & drum, the friend<br />
arrives. Or hold to air the air is moved to<br />
<br />
shell and song, you are and held, a name, perhaps<br />
like Eagle or Newt. The reflection of a shadow,<br />
<br />
and looped withal obscured from terms they are<br />
these companies of shape a life is one and<br />
<br />
shored to light the seed is met by time's own<br />
quickness, aloft & foreign, a city calls from<br />
<br />
family councils looped without in frankness or<br />
costume, and shields are dropped, invisible<br />
<br />
heart the day profound, he guesses half, at<br />
least, & scores the rest, rests. A visit, and<br />
<br />
more questions, the heart alone is not restless,<br />
but holds affirmed to younger days, recall.<br />
<br />
she'll visit, or so will I, and make these<br />
eyes farewell, to term renew & song,<br />
<br />
the last arrives at last there is no list,<br />
but love's anchor and claim to<br />
<br />
heed the past as real or story, known<br />
alert the plans are trust and sum. You<br />
<br />
are. Cool leaves spread the day, we some<br />
-how leave the fault and sling ahead.<br />
<br />
<br />
480<br />
<br />
As tense in tense, long along the way,<br />
love. Your heart would hold these edges<br />
<br />
down, and let her rise atune to touch &<br />
song the air as has, so let. Between.<br />
<br />
and then among these days we are aloft<br />
and sudden, shot to moons alert her<br />
<br />
hunt is spent or ended, submits to pleasure<br />
in dreams these airs revive the blood,<br />
<br />
as horse and rider do permit enjoin<br />
as yields the terms unite his eyes<br />
<br />
revolved among these senses unit & pool<br />
her pants are dropped, or left among<br />
<br />
the corner, dust to dust, some energy<br />
becalms the day from hearts alert<br />
<br />
the same way settles out to seem the<br />
same in love this light creates the<br />
<br />
orders of the day you would arrive<br />
in men these turns recalled from<br />
<br />
duties left awry to turn again a<br />
simpler mode relieves the pressure<br />
<br />
in the body's life, or spills these<br />
seeds mouth and tongue the line<br />
<br />
bestows a call to lay her down, at<br />
leaf & pool the same; river, throng<br />
<br />
and tine, these pictures live in<br />
what is real, love's light revived.<br />
<br />
<br />
481<br />
<br />
The time, as moves, literal to cause or scene<br />
at permit gains from folded lines, as outer.<br />
<br />
or has, at term, the former pool astir, thrown<br />
forward into seasons set, these days revive<br />
<br />
from form without at entering tides a day<br />
for turning out in work regained balances<br />
<br />
to lessons or mood: air resembled to scores<br />
rely inner circles lighted poorly shines to<br />
<br />
flash bright charms as love's particular<br />
sharps as has from lines are caught.<br />
<br />
scheme to single term or offer out is<br />
left alone from sensation relapse and<br />
<br />
gain this throng's collapsed from space to<br />
yield to thirsty songs these reminisce<br />
<br />
at polar absolutes into calculation rests a<br />
day is also new in leases housed by<br />
<br />
sharper dues these frosty clues the eye<br />
is marker song and glimpse for total<br />
<br />
dues the roses call and move among the<br />
airs recall again in shelters collapse to<br />
<br />
scores resume or shelter on and on for<br />
shores to scan or falter sudden through<br />
<br />
the means and leaps at shores resumed in<br />
tenses cast for evening's groanings light<br />
<br />
inside the heart, a tiger bends away and<br />
lets these letters cool again the message.<br />
<br />
<br />
482<br />
<br />
In marks, these airs resume broad courses<br />
set air and line astir, her following<br />
<br />
is made to term the light is followed<br />
aligned by time his house the footsteps<br />
<br />
arrive like messages they pool & shine the<br />
rocks are also looped astir they shape<br />
<br />
these rooms of white and empty air to<br />
shore the scene into ropes they need<br />
<br />
to slip the moon beyond airs received<br />
the smooth marks profound scores they<br />
<br />
drive the snowy fields between the eye<br />
your heart arrives to beckon the day<br />
<br />
is hardly rushed alert to push these<br />
pools away and hear her callings<br />
<br />
sent to smoother music within the<br />
day another room permits these<br />
<br />
lights at love's calling or matters less<br />
and less the center folded outer and<br />
<br />
out these lines recall another mood to<br />
heave these lessons aside like blue &<br />
<br />
yellow stones affirmed by white rooms<br />
you might recall permit and song<br />
<br />
forgetting wherever lasting arrows leave<br />
the day is not so full of possibility<br />
<br />
but decides to hold & see how matters <br />
rest in love's declarations, air to air.<br />
<br />
<br />
483<br />
<br />
In term the time is moved aloft or foreign,<br />
as recall from doubt to pressure, love is,<br />
<br />
and sends sentences down the line, year<br />
and song made permanent to seeming<br />
<br />
sent or cooled alert yr heart and eye<br />
the same arroyo into light becalmed.<br />
<br />
Or moon's alarum at mask and drum<br />
these polar acts are strung alert to<br />
<br />
evening's marrow thrust on strong<br />
times the past has flown to work<br />
<br />
in suits or ties and made the same<br />
she waits to fly as has, so let;<br />
<br />
and in the rainforest, memory of the<br />
body's days to touch alert in song<br />
<br />
his house of bricks to camera spent<br />
or rolled like cigarettes, mode of<br />
<br />
sharp recall at ridge outcrops a<br />
light along love's forms the heart<br />
<br />
no letters in the box and solitary<br />
isolation made the same as noon.<br />
<br />
other days remind the forward process<br />
of similitude, but resemblance has<br />
<br />
no power, only newer gates increase<br />
this immanence into light and leave<br />
<br />
us where we are along the way at<br />
sun or house these painted walls arrive.<br />
<br />
<br />
484<br />
<br />
Arrived within the light within love's:<br />
air to song the day is clear & bright<br />
<br />
with strains engulfed the body's lair to<br />
seem the same events unfold surpassed<br />
<br />
the time the same is slow to hold this heat<br />
as food delivers body's heart to eyes alert.<br />
<br />
below the term another language interferes<br />
abstract the first to say hello and<br />
<br />
shape the world as seen to words they<br />
are also shed and tool the day aloft<br />
<br />
and sudden change to scene and hear<br />
her say hello as bending back the<br />
<br />
same dreams mean the same and say<br />
today these pictures have their lines<br />
<br />
as drawn to light we seek the way to<br />
move along our lives are sung to<br />
<br />
masters met an older man a girl with<br />
eyes and here to slip within the<br />
<br />
knot we make as drawn enfold entire<br />
life's own thoughts are all we<br />
<br />
have to measure time's own sphere at<br />
spaces kept and loop recall the<br />
<br />
dust we leave behind is trail &<br />
path on love's mark the body has<br />
<br />
its leanings swept away and taut,<br />
to leap, the clouds are worded, too.<br />
<br />
<br />
485<br />
<br />
A name affirms to presence, particular<br />
in love's light arrived, this power of<br />
<br />
the way no loss redeems but lives in<br />
fear the constant life within as has:<br />
<br />
so let. You are, then, at love's hard edge<br />
in some distinction pressed out to see<br />
<br />
these poles arrived, again, alone & proper<br />
but solitary into seeming set the<br />
<br />
times, the times themselves collapsed at<br />
roadways tossed with airs remiss<br />
<br />
but goodness, song and song again it<br />
is no corn but words the heart has<br />
<br />
foretold t he book's no witch but hears<br />
these screens of light for movement<br />
<br />
as his day birth 3 days off and time<br />
his wrist will welcome, at work or<br />
<br />
play the same face thrives no hope!<br />
but as illusion strings us out to beg<br />
<br />
for praise, and love permits the high<br />
tone to diminish, I lunge around<br />
<br />
this city, cold and lonely, driving through<br />
these masks of doubt, as energy to<br />
<br />
leap within and stay the same, the<br />
open door is also open, and hears<br />
<br />
the eye's scene strung along the day<br />
to heavier dues pursued, aloft, along.<br />
<br />
<br />
486<br />
<br />
At sense and realm, the pool to seem<br />
alive the body's time to thrive in<br />
<br />
life's particular graces, the heart is<br />
spoke and chain to tense relief<br />
<br />
as speaks the way at eye & song<br />
these pairs of words to change aloft<br />
<br />
another sign is marked throughout a<br />
line is also drawn to be alert &<br />
<br />
close amid some seeming thrush at gold<br />
and blue the bead is white alert <br />
<br />
today as moves the town between<br />
her eyes a spot to long along the<br />
<br />
times are swept away connective<br />
inside the act as seems to hold <br />
<br />
to let aloft & foreign; spool to chime.<br />
a sunny day the faucet drips in<br />
<br />
chance forlorn some words are found<br />
as lines becalm in wheels revolve<br />
<br />
the heart is also left among these<br />
sentences to seem without but<br />
<br />
holds within the term and gong<br />
we seem to hold but drive these<br />
<br />
colors on along love's particular<br />
light the eyes are signs to score<br />
<br />
the time our house is palm and<br />
shine, we loop among our distances.<br />
<br />
<br />
487<br />
<br />
At last, these terms : A loop aloft along.<br />
to time as spent among these others,<br />
<br />
we are along the line, alone, perhaps, to<br />
love's airs descending song and spine<br />
<br />
the body's waves are marked throughout the<br />
day as cool to lapses even & forgiven,<br />
<br />
strung-out, ruled-out, poled-out: these<br />
trails are also heaved away, thorough<br />
<br />
and profuse; his eases wrapt at looser<br />
ties to lead them down the ways<br />
<br />
as shipped or scuttled, As: monkey to<br />
yellow moons the wispy skies are<br />
<br />
wept but shining lees of often climax.<br />
I'd have her stand before me, and<br />
<br />
touch herself with pleasure's pressure,<br />
a photograph of light bursting from<br />
<br />
within, and cries to day as after other<br />
offers lone along the moon to see to<br />
<br />
seem as eye and heart collide the song<br />
is left aside, perhaps, as energy, as<br />
<br />
rhythms skipped tonight among these<br />
lesions thrust to scores of passions on<br />
<br />
the bed redeemed but shared among<br />
our privacies, the picture comes along<br />
<br />
and holds asway these hands and<br />
eyes are also love's, lighted, sparse.<br />
<br />
<br />
488<br />
<br />
The day is marked throughout love's term<br />
unites with light and dreams perhaps<br />
<br />
her willingness to exist, beloved calm of hands<br />
these pleasures shorn ahead intense and<br />
<br />
told like life's airs resumed at poles inside<br />
the tent as roof the lines permit blue<br />
<br />
and white and yellow the same time inside<br />
the book is left as after others loop<br />
<br />
aloft to rise again the earth is filled<br />
with water, commandeered like postures<br />
<br />
from the nights of imagery, to hope after<br />
news is marked the terms alert and<br />
<br />
often. Again, you'd show your face alive<br />
to touch yourself before my eye, and<br />
<br />
seem without a pleasure of my own dream,<br />
as charge and song collide at scenes<br />
<br />
and hear these roars of pressure the body's<br />
sight arrived within some privacies as<br />
<br />
often after starting out the same way sets<br />
to term and long along the shore, we have<br />
<br />
these acts between our seeing, how we are<br />
arrived and sung my own belief as total<br />
<br />
into airs remiss and strung, rolled back to<br />
lessons in the heart, meeting of times becalm<br />
<br />
to love's illumined space between her<br />
eyes a spot the day is met along.<br />
<br />
<br />
489<br />
<br />
Aligned at term and song, throughout the<br />
same line turned out among these airs<br />
<br />
to pole and star these harps remit to<br />
loops at hold and hold again, recedes<br />
<br />
to moon and long along the way, you<br />
are: room to air as lags to horses<br />
<br />
wrapt at airs beside these doors are<br />
made from light at inner poles to<br />
<br />
charge or shift like ropes like rooms<br />
for love's days particle and throng<br />
<br />
another air decides his day of birth <br />
is time, perhaps, or outer, scored to<br />
<br />
rules they pool across as has, so let.<br />
but new they ride among the others.<br />
<br />
and so to hold, they score again these<br />
dues of light they pool across the<br />
<br />
day as moves & moves again in shoes<br />
recall to work the lays becalm<br />
<br />
for further sums at center to the edge,<br />
or blue and yellow move astir<br />
<br />
to furrow outer looped afar to peals<br />
afield her jars are wrapt alert the<br />
<br />
paddles scoop the shore and further<br />
in, and further in : love declares<br />
<br />
the shape as air is left to blow<br />
across the sky, the wind is home.<br />
<br />
<br />
490<br />
<br />
As term, unit from sign, alert throughout<br />
the time is made as follows into seeming<br />
<br />
set or told the lines remit to further airs<br />
decide as has between the days across<br />
<br />
from acts without but heeds the way to<br />
seem or hold : the time's own sphere is<br />
<br />
also love, and lighted here by space, &<br />
come across the days on foot, or held<br />
<br />
to seem within the days of other offers<br />
cast to stream & song the day is new<br />
<br />
and moved across these mountains flown<br />
by shores collapsed, arrived, arose, to<br />
<br />
feathers flown & spilled within the<br />
waters; loop recall, as day & term<br />
<br />
again, and stored away, a song is<br />
lent by moons along, to tea or<br />
<br />
spoon, a ceremony in the way, or<br />
looped his letter out again among<br />
<br />
these rooms declare from former<br />
lives aligned, as love becalms the<br />
<br />
eye, to see her rising from the sea,<br />
in senses cast ashore between her<br />
<br />
hands, you are: aloft, along the day<br />
as seen the air is swept among the<br />
<br />
days of light, as falls away, yr heart<br />
the same is here to hold the trail.<br />
<br />
<br />
491<br />
<br />
As turns, the way the heart declines toward<br />
pleasure, and follows, return, decrease.<br />
<br />
these lines omit to presence the meaning<br />
of the words: approach, her body's waves<br />
<br />
of energy can shatter time in flows of air,<br />
the way she shakes and comes, alive,<br />
<br />
to meet her presence in her hands, this<br />
photograph can say, again, you are, at<br />
<br />
senses flung and worked-over, poled-out.<br />
the shore remains the same, arrived<br />
<br />
and cool, another orange mist revives<br />
to say hollow or smiled, I will, and<br />
<br />
then the day is moved by dream & song<br />
along the way to settle in to act acts.<br />
<br />
these times revive the same way sends<br />
you down the airs, remiss & throng:<br />
<br />
or heaves astray to pool these kilns as<br />
sharp the roof is staid aloof recall<br />
<br />
at her body's way, to horse and rider<br />
thrown by bays or shine, the moon<br />
<br />
among the skies, as has, so let. You<br />
are these dreams alert beyond<br />
<br />
the lines descending, wave on wave,<br />
you'd finger in this flesh to hold<br />
<br />
and hold again some light between<br />
your legs, as seen to love's beginning.<br />
<br />
<br />
492<br />
<br />
The time as seen is also left among its airs<br />
decision into song the way is set, or seems:<br />
<br />
light to term aloft, and then away again, her<br />
rooms would grow away to hold affirmed, as<br />
<br />
has these stays recall to moon & sum, your<br />
lights away or drifting outer at scenes to<br />
<br />
pole throughout these leases crept at other<br />
terms revived, your heart is glanced as<br />
<br />
taut to roof & claim, the other evenings<br />
moved the day is chain & throng the<br />
<br />
lines remiss & strong along the day, to<br />
hold astir from wedge to pool, aloof to<br />
<br />
blue looms weaving, she left the door<br />
ajar, and marked the day to grow within<br />
<br />
the lights & shores of love's own name, at<br />
time's terms bereft the same way moves<br />
<br />
her body back and forth for pleasure's signs<br />
and has her hands at play to see the light<br />
<br />
behind her eyes and movies of the lines at<br />
shoal and throng arrived between the scores<br />
<br />
as set to loop recall these airs decide from<br />
motion into thrust alert away the time<br />
<br />
as has, so let, young shore revived the<br />
flesh alert to seem to hold these poles<br />
<br />
erect and drink them down at last the<br />
spool and line rewind as light becomes among.<br />
<br />
<br />
493<br />
<br />
Lines along the day is turned, become<br />
as inner settles down to see the same<br />
<br />
as air along her eyes these pools bestow<br />
the time is looped among these others<br />
<br />
on the trail to seem aloft & stay alert<br />
as cool revived the day is song and<br />
<br />
sets to hold the roof is outer lapsed<br />
resolve the army setting forth as light<br />
<br />
and lighted thus to carry out as water<br />
flows and fills the heart, as love<br />
<br />
is undiminished into seasons called<br />
you are these lines at love's calm<br />
<br />
center on the trail and seasons of<br />
the term are called as heart to eye<br />
<br />
these centers on the trail and seasons of<br />
the term are called as heart to eye<br />
<br />
time within you are as holds & open<br />
at the center caught or yielded into<br />
<br />
seeming set or settled out beyond<br />
the air recalls to movement in<br />
<br />
the air and called the time is also<br />
held affirmed to shelter out and show<br />
<br />
these signs are made and then the day<br />
of light among the airs in slow fingers<br />
<br />
pulled back, opened out and touched,<br />
her eye is opened out and touched again.<br />
<br />
<br />
494<br />
<br />
As turns, to time within, or pooled afloat<br />
these airs revive you are these days to<br />
<br />
seem the same is fired out the wind is lighted<br />
from the earth her heart to time's rewind.<br />
<br />
love as hears the day revive and shored becalm<br />
of other shells from orange airs recall to<br />
<br />
thorough palms his floating arms are loose<br />
and starry, as after light the room is<br />
<br />
left alone possessed in scores of sharper<br />
duties, king of nowhere in these loops of<br />
<br />
light for love and marked at evening, full<br />
and proper, after senses pooled alert to<br />
<br />
hold afar her days of speech are also here<br />
you might review some appositions to<br />
<br />
the lines around the shield out-leaped to<br />
shores restores another pool in sense<br />
<br />
as light attends the ceremonies of the eye<br />
to center on & shield the song as terminal<br />
<br />
the force in heat rewinds to sharper folds<br />
in even scores reversed from the mind's<br />
<br />
sensations your simple airs revive the name<br />
of love's beginning in temples loaded on<br />
<br />
the way to cooler days the names are on<br />
the page for anyone to sell, as has :<br />
<br />
so let, become another man in heated waves<br />
erect & flown as stillness rules these days.<br />
<br />
<br />
495<br />
<br />
Meets the day's lights at terms your eye has<br />
left the airs in love's marks begets the time<br />
<br />
to hold throughout the same and even, even so.<br />
the heart enlarged by life's cool pressures<br />
<br />
from the mountain, dug inside the woods to<br />
find some water floating in her body, as<br />
<br />
the earth and formed, as taut or pulled &<br />
waiting inside patience she arrives at<br />
<br />
scene & song, some energetic flowering left aside<br />
the marks at tables flung forever slipped<br />
<br />
and lighted word by day these increments of<br />
some effusive constant, and looped among<br />
<br />
these airs withal as spent to time's recall in<br />
the queen's own body movies sleep at scores<br />
<br />
renew to meet again inside the air and sense<br />
to light recall as loop & throng they<br />
<br />
ride revised in willing terms unite aloft<br />
to pooled review these disks resolve at<br />
<br />
orange and distant colors, blue perhaps, &<br />
evened out along the shore begun the<br />
<br />
road is there, and silence, evened out before<br />
her pleasures given out from motive new<br />
<br />
before these clefts the doors have just begun<br />
to open, and watched so long before the<br />
<br />
gate I seem to hear her names with<br />
my own becalmed acclaim in self resides.<br />
<br />
<br />
496<br />
<br />
As holds among your distances at blue & yellow<br />
airs, these reasons bold throughout across<br />
<br />
the water crossed not leaped a forge is<br />
also ironed out between your days a face<br />
<br />
would light the time without envy alone to<br />
be the name you have and see her down<br />
<br />
at pleasure crossed across your bed in<br />
leaning out the window hears the day<br />
<br />
and sends her down at horse & rider,<br />
as into seeming set or settled cross at<br />
<br />
line & term throughout the airs revolve<br />
in charge and time as marked at<br />
<br />
scores reversed to hear the shore resound<br />
in senses cast above these waves away<br />
<br />
you are these eyes becalmed as some<br />
truth depends its source on light<br />
<br />
between the legs in hands aroused to<br />
slip beneath the waves and swim<br />
<br />
across these lays of song made dust<br />
from simpler airs this tortoise has<br />
<br />
a saddle in his ears, I fly them<br />
down again and single into life<br />
<br />
these moons revolve love and love again<br />
to shadow scene & throng the world<br />
<br />
resolves in harder points at center's<br />
grave restored, you are these sums alert.<br />
<br />
<br />
498<br />
<br />
As eye to term unite, aloft this pace to<br />
hold astir & edge, the same time out<br />
<br />
and then in line as light this pool restore<br />
in sensation cast or folded out and told<br />
<br />
affirm throughout some distances afield<br />
as marked a name is given out from<br />
<br />
shelter shorn as often other rooms are<br />
marked & shaded in her lines the air<br />
<br />
remiss & calm to movement sent aloft<br />
the light beyond the air is love's short<br />
<br />
spars recalled the journey is return<br />
in some trail resists but has this<br />
<br />
peace begun again and steps away in<br />
center song to line the air receives its<br />
<br />
moons are wept, perhaps, at green<br />
and yellow undisturbed through<br />
<br />
the heart's particulars without these<br />
moods to hear the words again in<br />
<br />
silver sent to slip as other often sells<br />
arrive and hold to stay & shore<br />
<br />
this beach alert to these similitudes of<br />
the way, you are the same again<br />
<br />
in motive cast above these rooms to<br />
love as hears her name & sentence.<br />
<br />
loop to shine, the road is straight, you<br />
are again and days become the light.<br />
<br />
<br />
499<br />
<br />
The eye is ready, heart, long along the<br />
long way out, crossed across the great<br />
<br />
water alone, departed, arrived, alert to<br />
these celebrations of light, I am. Eagle.<br />
<br />
these friends within the dream are also<br />
purely simple, termed without their<br />
<br />
polar pools to seem within the air<br />
aloft and sudden, ship to shore &<br />
<br />
radio, at that, sudden name of blue<br />
and yellow hears these moons along<br />
<br />
and shelters love's airs anew to seem<br />
the same as men are song & light<br />
<br />
in love's country we are these pools<br />
of blood erect and bony, spire<br />
<br />
and throng, celebration and mooned,<br />
no children but these airs of day<br />
<br />
rewind and call and call again she<br />
sings my song and holds her love to<br />
<br />
she these days as parted shore & ear<br />
to slip away and hold these airs<br />
<br />
remiss and throng, alert beyond recall<br />
the printed picture sings again to hold<br />
<br />
the time among these sentences, alert relief<br />
to hear these songs within the self<br />
<br />
and rule them long along the shore,<br />
arrived at light this snow of love.<br />
<br />
<br />
500<br />
<br />
As archive to light's progress, then, these airs<br />
remote and typical, aloft among these terms<br />
<br />
remiss and calm, throughout thorough & familiar<br />
and as love's names begun Eagle & seed, this<br />
<br />
time we call the blood's own life: the snow has<br />
come these hills white light comes through the<br />
<br />
air and simply that, as held among the days decide<br />
to grow remote and green she comes inside<br />
<br />
and from behind I remember the nature<br />
of the energy of your song arised not<br />
<br />
as laughter's simpler joy, but led the way<br />
from breath to energy released and proper<br />
<br />
as into seeming sets the day anew & some particular.<br />
A way is seen as set along these trails review.<br />
<br />
As has, so let, your names away to hold the<br />
time is also newer here and there, we are this<br />
<br />
loop, recall to light as sends away and meets<br />
lights own name at the center of days, and<br />
<br />
met among his peer & storm, the day is held<br />
among his lairs remiss, the shore arrived at<br />
<br />
tables flung outer and set to tell the time is<br />
also out to tell away and left among the<br />
<br />
day is also given, thanked, as journey and return<br />
the loop away again and marked to hold<br />
<br />
alert the day away as moved alert the term<br />
of love's airs descending, eye & song the same.<br />
<br />
<br />
501<br />
<br />
As line and eye, love's ways undisturbed<br />
this torrent between our days among<br />
<br />
as has our graces pulled from food to air<br />
but lets along the way some terms of rest<br />
<br />
and rescue for the heart you are at turns <br />
bereft from love's union in the house,<br />
<br />
and left alone by choices from deep within<br />
the soul and room to shore these<br />
<br />
same rooms swept by light and words<br />
sharp pain from tears the common life<br />
<br />
from eye and song to rush to outer scenes<br />
but held at center the way is hard & long,<br />
<br />
precarious the heart's middle voice at gentle<br />
days withdrawn to winter's stop & stone.<br />
<br />
or heave the day to love's song renewed<br />
at roses flung her names astir, you<br />
<br />
are and set beside this move &thrust<br />
at doorway held the journey's names to<br />
<br />
turn return no eases slipped away but<br />
now & send, the center cool to laps<br />
<br />
her turn around the pole in love &<br />
calculation for the days we are along<br />
<br />
the trail & sent and set & settled out<br />
to speak or hold from term & line,<br />
<br />
what hurts and hurts again, or masks<br />
of light within our grasp & told.<br />
<br />
<br />
502<br />
<br />
As turned, day to day, this is. And on<br />
along the days their repetitions spent in<br />
<br />
outer calls, dusk to air recalled alerted to<br />
some densities in the heart's becoming: thus.<br />
<br />
or hold, you are, as sentenced out beyond these<br />
airs at day reveals some shining from the<br />
<br />
terraces of the world her days alert & told<br />
with some harmony, perhaps, & even so<br />
<br />
we'll shore these laps resolved at other<br />
senses left alone and moved, a world,<br />
<br />
without spinning, carries them into time, as<br />
held to view the same resists to speak<br />
<br />
at light behold to love's marks the eye<br />
and flashed about her hair is loops<br />
<br />
in smaller rows distinguished roof to<br />
calm is heard from day to day the<br />
<br />
ropes are slipped afar like seasons to<br />
their casts away or scored your name<br />
<br />
is rush & pool for simpler oars to cool<br />
the spirits into motive thrust or<br />
<br />
lime or liner sheer to hold affirmed <br />
a way and moon or sail this love<br />
<br />
as lighted at the door and into in as<br />
peals to score, asleep and then awake,<br />
<br />
the world has lost some rust, perhaps, &<br />
not me, either, scored to light & turned.<br />
<br />
<br />
503<br />
<br />
On time, as met. These poles recall, doorway<br />
of other offers: slim or final, the reaches of<br />
<br />
light thorough as profuse, the evening sense<br />
from life's cool edge he answers, wants<br />
<br />
or twine to room aloft this heavy roar of<br />
movement, gentle into seasons set, the moon.<br />
<br />
wooden in today, spread out in between<br />
endures to food as has, and bitten sharp<br />
<br />
a snap! From the laws is love's due recall,<br />
and hope resists the mean, as lets the stuff<br />
<br />
inside or roaming, another day decides progressed<br />
from fathoms done this loop regains to air<br />
<br />
your names the scores reversed in lists to seem<br />
some distances are flown in pools to shore<br />
<br />
the wild things grown from easier terms of<br />
moving, work for white walls, and sentenced <br />
<br />
out aloud you are these days reminded in<br />
some easier lines would make it seem to<br />
<br />
loops withal some marks at column & strong,<br />
but light is marked along the eye and<br />
<br />
into body's crafts as turn or turn again, a<br />
looser flap resolved, in wooden struts his<br />
<br />
head for simpler trips of vernal fluids<br />
skipped the claims dissolve to indecision<br />
<br />
and charges through the claims, for love, for<br />
love, then I would go along, object of the quest .<br />
<br />
<br />
504<br />
<br />
Or holds, line along the day, as hears a<br />
shoal revised and skims aloft, pool<br />
<br />
of charges laid as rests between these<br />
oars are rift and chain some pools are<br />
<br />
slipped the long way out is stair & claim,<br />
for even sentenced off awry the motive<br />
<br />
in some season wept astern yr eye :<br />
between the sleep of days a cool air<br />
<br />
arrives and holds apart some ends of<br />
thought, breath the body's sighs and<br />
<br />
light. Love stirs away these rooms of<br />
faces poured together and simpler<br />
<br />
ties remind the movement here resists<br />
and goes the same in terms of air<br />
<br />
are gone the way we hear our songs<br />
are turned to light without some sense<br />
<br />
of passing through the door, you are<br />
the day of love begun in motive cast<br />
<br />
in seasons meant beyond the self endures,<br />
like air-like air, and spread the shores<br />
<br />
apart from in within the pond of breath<br />
the lessons are for color red & blue<br />
<br />
her leaves at ocean's sending out & sung<br />
a birth away the light is strung at<br />
<br />
shore & song to slip along the rooms<br />
of light we come again to see the rest.<br />
<br />
<br />
505<br />
<br />
As term this line your hair has songs<br />
and in between, self, same, seems to<br />
<br />
be the sign & song, seer and scene as<br />
loops recall and done alert to hold<br />
<br />
you are these airs resolved in cooler<br />
times as has between these days to<br />
<br />
hold her ways as marks a name around<br />
a letter in these rooms of light to<br />
<br />
wander forth as trails to doubt the<br />
scale of doors and hears her legs<br />
<br />
apart a hand away between small<br />
folds of flesh to press the button<br />
<br />
down and see these eyes at love's<br />
song remembered in shallower<br />
<br />
airs to smaller days I'll wait as<br />
gentle or to solve restore my<br />
<br />
body's tensions hear your loops await<br />
in former scores she'd say hello<br />
<br />
for marks along the road are not so<br />
quiet into morning's thaw you move<br />
<br />
your eases down to shore a lap is<br />
said to be the folds of pleasure's<br />
<br />
names to couple into flesh a face<br />
and mine I dreamed last night<br />
<br />
the same as you and made my terms<br />
resolve & plain, I meet you in the light.<br />
<br />
<br />
506<br />
<br />
Smoked away, yr eyes are looped astir<br />
as form his signs to pool aloft, pulled<br />
<br />
the way we seem this moon is slipped<br />
like life in some beginning to survive<br />
<br />
love's wandering light defense the loam<br />
of names scattered loose & fine you are,<br />
<br />
as has the room to let pearl & shore<br />
the score his ropes of other often<br />
<br />
simpler to shells they leaped around<br />
like anything at orange distance the<br />
<br />
sharp bird scores, hears the faces sleep<br />
at his rough curls sanded out again<br />
<br />
and waits to hear again a name at<br />
scene & song, the seer's weft, alert<br />
<br />
from airs resemble, sweeping through<br />
the pictures are not bent again, she<br />
<br />
has some blue rooms flown aside in<br />
places simpler duties roam, the road<br />
<br />
is fuller into seasons crept the lights<br />
are not pooled to thorough concepts<br />
<br />
lighted forward, hears to evening in<br />
line in line as goes around, whole,<br />
<br />
the planet is love's garden, seascape<br />
or scores the day at soft marks you are<br />
<br />
as has and hopes to skip-out these drills<br />
for forward music, the heart is scored.<br />
<br />
<br />
507<br />
<br />
As claim to air among these lessons :<br />
air to moon, and hears the rest, in<br />
<br />
poles they rest undisturbed, the line<br />
is wrapt out and spoken in the<br />
<br />
world some light becomes the day arrives<br />
in senses cast at love's beginning to<br />
<br />
be the same way thrust and claim to<br />
see the song's becalmed astir this<br />
<br />
air retrieves the loom & pull of dust<br />
the thirsty lines bestow some charge<br />
<br />
and shift at boasts to call the air<br />
begins along the loop and charge to<br />
<br />
say you are these days to cast afar<br />
some sails of ocean's other weaves<br />
<br />
her smiles are worn afar to cast<br />
ashore the ship a& craft astir his<br />
<br />
father in the raft as moons along<br />
the day is poled like leaving in<br />
<br />
the roar the moan and skips<br />
a name beneath the waves to<br />
<br />
hold along the trail as meets the<br />
circles in the wood like poles &<br />
<br />
stars they call away and hear the<br />
rest arrives to energize the line<br />
<br />
as world as marks the day to hear<br />
the songs renew their light and hold.<br />
<br />
<br />
508<br />
<br />
And moves a time alert away these lights<br />
from here this air becomes the time<br />
<br />
from simpler signs recalled forward to<br />
poles astir the form of love is made<br />
<br />
in slow turns around the day's works at<br />
shore & calm resolved for shots at<br />
<br />
life the rooms are hardly bare but more<br />
to seem anew this day retrieves the<br />
<br />
same in line to hold alert away you<br />
are another term in light to hold<br />
<br />
affirmed by names and moved again<br />
across the sky to mark a word<br />
<br />
without the poles of space to go at<br />
moods beyond another sphere into<br />
<br />
seeming set relaxed by horns and<br />
gongs to slip without these doors<br />
<br />
are also set to scores reviewed in no<br />
hours pulled to heave aside no doubts<br />
<br />
are line and tone the images of light<br />
you are these days resigned at<br />
<br />
work they are in moving set to hear<br />
or moved without cause and pity :<br />
<br />
moon to charm, the sun is bright<br />
or oceans move between the shores,<br />
<br />
and crossed across the sea, he sets them<br />
into sand, his feet are wings & clouds.<br />
<br />
<br />
509<br />
<br />
A work away is hard to hold my hand<br />
she might be here today in line to see<br />
<br />
as touched on knees overhead and mirror<br />
lap to tongue the roof is squared off at<br />
<br />
edges scene to song and comes again the<br />
same way touched by life as light arrives<br />
<br />
by danger waits but seems imprisoned in<br />
the body air to sign again by hands<br />
<br />
uprised to win favor over nothing seems<br />
the best in long beats the oar pulls<br />
<br />
to shore & bird these lay to moons like<br />
love's tongue slid between her soft fold<br />
<br />
and push her buttons down at lunch<br />
to see the play of light between her<br />
<br />
eyes a spot or rests along the day<br />
to score after long rises forward into<br />
<br />
seasons settled out along the day as<br />
has so let you are these rooms of<br />
<br />
chance in lessons folded back to skin<br />
aloft the bird is sudden out and<br />
<br />
simpler how he flies away and leaves <br />
this business in the waves to rest at<br />
<br />
cooler edges looped around the pleasure<br />
scene and song you are the moon<br />
<br />
in love this light is laid by scene<br />
& throng I'll push you here & there.<br />
<br />
<br />
510<br />
<br />
As time's terms unite in what is good : seem<br />
& set astir these poles revise aloft, day<br />
<br />
light moves at snow another sail to visit in<br />
or marks a moon and calculation lives<br />
<br />
in setting forth, pushing wildly restrained<br />
by looser ties, or outer days are also calm.<br />
<br />
days are also poles of work, seen to hours<br />
maps are orange at love bestows a name<br />
<br />
there as forward scores renew the form of<br />
life in moods review but slips aside in<br />
<br />
formation, pattern of due recall leaps<br />
asleep his airs are called within lines<br />
<br />
as slips aside blue folds lean between<br />
this air renew to oceans crossed the roof<br />
<br />
around around would call aside the loop<br />
review as lets below the stairs and shore<br />
<br />
to visit friends at life and call them in<br />
oars to wooden caulks the foam her ear.<br />
<br />
on line to songs they peal away, or leans<br />
at simpler waves, this space is also far <br />
<br />
along the season is no practice but a way<br />
is set in pools unite like blue beads<br />
<br />
around her neck remember short the<br />
moon and sail to heed the voices<br />
<br />
at the tide in safer turns a loaf or<br />
poodle : he soars the waves like tile.<br />
<br />
<br />
511<br />
<br />
Astir, as term to line, or heading out the<br />
dream is pooled by light's recall & throng<br />
<br />
aloft these airs remiss and long along the<br />
way in time begins to shore adrift at<br />
<br />
recluse these lines to hold her eyes at scene<br />
the cool eases wrapt before some calls are<br />
<br />
mode, alarum to charge or shift between a<br />
loose becalm links at lives restores the<br />
<br />
polar attributes the door has opened out &<br />
sung her names are left behind to dance<br />
<br />
reminds at scores revised by sharper dues<br />
to shelf or penetration into love at deep<br />
<br />
throats resists the lungs are sharpened<br />
into seasons settled thorough and<br />
<br />
profound at eyes his taut refuse short<br />
or newer foreign simpler easy, easy.<br />
<br />
and down these airs retreat to oceanic<br />
pools the theater rewinds for sharper<br />
<br />
looms a dome of facts these residual<br />
loops the same way sets to terms<br />
<br />
anew his feathered eyes the powers are<br />
to shield her back and opened at<br />
<br />
the eye at simpler loops the same time<br />
has its leanings out and out for short<br />
<br />
days love's attributes forward strained<br />
and tree to shore, pushed aloft at signs.<br />
<br />
<br />
512<br />
<br />
As lights to term anew this pool restores a<br />
sharper turn delivered out from air &<br />
<br />
set astir the doors are set throughout in<br />
time his lights are also pooled by line to<br />
<br />
mark as moves the day to hear his aims<br />
retrieve to senses marks as moved the<br />
<br />
cool marks her names are counted in for<br />
waiting in some southern city cooler then<br />
<br />
forgetting harp and moon the movies in<br />
some sudden warps at love begun to<br />
<br />
cool these signs her body opened tongue and<br />
climb her mountains room by room around<br />
<br />
for telling here these lights are cited by<br />
another message in the heart's beginning<br />
<br />
as you are these ropes forgiven, would<br />
to seem the thrust of life in trips to<br />
<br />
southern clans and make some deal with<br />
hope the heart's own movies in the head.<br />
<br />
but skip to days a name is let from lip<br />
to hand I'd hang it in behind your<br />
<br />
tubes are lighted from within as meets<br />
to sharper kinds a friend can hold<br />
<br />
and mark your days like life-like light,<br />
and move these airs between the score<br />
<br />
for easier times will come along decisions<br />
left release to travel down the air.<br />
<br />
<br />
513<br />
<br />
From term to line the way is cleared away<br />
and settled here and moved along the<br />
<br />
lonely vigils in the dark to celebrate<br />
growth, fosters all beings, a language<br />
<br />
also speaks to hearing your names to<br />
tell the same song settles out : you are.<br />
<br />
in terms unite the energies of the air<br />
retrieved alert this pool of light we<br />
<br />
all inhabit, but stirred the heart a loop<br />
to claim the lines are set and foaled<br />
<br />
by lines remind and hear the air resume<br />
its distances, shell and star, or calm<br />
<br />
aloft the marks are also moved by<br />
shores a craft would peal away and<br />
<br />
catch the sun aligned across the sky<br />
a bird has moved to sail away these<br />
<br />
loose beginnings smooth and sharper at<br />
these airs becalmed another name is<br />
<br />
swept away to heavier lines the scores<br />
reversed in seasons set the lines<br />
<br />
are also slipped astir your names of<br />
light become some moon or love at<br />
<br />
share and throng a loop aligned for<br />
shallow waves dismissed or sets his<br />
<br />
roof in line across the day at work<br />
for love the heart is always new.<br />
<br />
<br />
514<br />
<br />
Forward after leaving here for there it<br />
seems to hold as sense and realm<br />
<br />
these airs retrieve from light to air resolve<br />
and cooler terms relapse this pool and<br />
<br />
charm of light between her legs as touched.<br />
asleep astir your eyes belong to love, and<br />
<br />
leaves the day at simpler clues without<br />
these passions unaroused for some begun<br />
<br />
at foal and charge the light is pealed<br />
for time and less as forward dues recall<br />
<br />
these lights are mark and charge the same<br />
is air to call and sign these lights away<br />
<br />
your eyes are cleared to hold these lines<br />
among disturbances clear to scene the<br />
<br />
old fox leans across the ditch and<br />
carries life its further leaning into<br />
<br />
seasons set or called by rooms within<br />
the queen's own body left along the<br />
<br />
lines for easier dues resists and moves<br />
these ropes of chance to smooth the<br />
<br />
lines away his ears recall the song<br />
as mark as moves the tone of life<br />
<br />
is smoother still the day away to hear<br />
some single song recall to charm the<br />
<br />
moon the day the book the list of love's<br />
own charms, I'll see her in the room.<br />
<br />
<br />
515<br />
<br />
Astir and loop, resists this gentle wind at<br />
stair unwound this tangle has some favor<br />
<br />
within and settles throughout the day is mark<br />
and claim to hold within the air a move<br />
<br />
is made at caution into seasons folded back<br />
in terms without these days revive at work<br />
<br />
and marked aloft and sudden has her in<br />
the room and playing on the floor to<br />
<br />
eye resolve these dreams at night is<br />
simpler there than not to make a<br />
<br />
house and live within the frames of<br />
light are made at love's recall of<br />
<br />
time and time again these energies becalm<br />
and move to hear these names again<br />
<br />
or colder now than heard before the<br />
open door is also open into seasons<br />
<br />
setting out a day away to hear the<br />
steps retreat from doors and leases<br />
<br />
cooled without or stirs the time to<br />
settle out along the road you left<br />
<br />
these hats ajar in pools revolve to<br />
send sensation out the eye or leave<br />
<br />
these airs revolved at repetitions of the<br />
words and eyes to hats aloft the<br />
<br />
open door is also open in your favor<br />
called to lines within the heart's heat.<br />
<br />
<br />
516<br />
<br />
As term and line remiss and charge, term &<br />
sign aligned along these days arrive the same<br />
<br />
song relies to terms unit and charge among the<br />
loops of light as turned to love and sung aloud<br />
<br />
between these days revolve from airs to looms<br />
at blue edges moved between her eyes, a spot<br />
<br />
from time to turn aloft away the rooms dissolve<br />
for some beginnings to be the same at airs<br />
<br />
revolve in hasty turns aloft away you are<br />
these days at some return, approach, and<br />
<br />
holds the days retreat and corner in to stay.<br />
short affirmed this throat is seeded in<br />
<br />
some light between her lips as has, as has<br />
to let the ropes affirm the day at pool &<br />
<br />
charge aloft and sudden, schooled throughout<br />
the same way sets to term and throng, you<br />
<br />
are. And sentenced out along the moon<br />
restores to some line sets as told to shore<br />
<br />
elapsed the line and shore to spell the<br />
mark affirmed from the & sign the day<br />
<br />
is vested in some downy children covered<br />
out by signs aligned to pole & loop the<br />
<br />
shore resounds at dream and tale from light<br />
between the days the same line settles<br />
<br />
out as holds and comes again these rooms<br />
are also white to touch the air between<br />
<br />
<br />
517<br />
<br />
You are, then, in this air of pleasures unforseen,<br />
as day divides from scene to score the day<br />
<br />
to loom unwound aside this shore of faults<br />
interior cracking light the room & care of<br />
<br />
others. Easy, then, is moved a life is seen<br />
resides at speech or song the same way sets.<br />
<br />
and loop resolve the days are spent outside<br />
wisdom, even, no fight the meadow<br />
<br />
glistens as we meet the heart is called to<br />
rest, rests. As love, so light, and held<br />
<br />
within the shape of day's recall & practice, a<br />
line is made to terms renew or hold, along<br />
<br />
the way and sentenced; do they hear the road<br />
upstairs and cold, another spare reminder<br />
<br />
hot and marching, on along another hedge of<br />
rows of simpler arrows to movies lived at<br />
<br />
poems unresolved in growth some simpler<br />
sun is shining in the earth, a son.<br />
<br />
but heavier joys resound around a man his<br />
pressure sends affirmed your part & song<br />
<br />
his foster bearing loose to joy upheld a smell<br />
at night, some laughter holds at home<br />
<br />
to visit into seasons calls around and lets<br />
this view reside becalmed another name<br />
<br />
as has to term her shakes and leanings<br />
air or mist a straight line settles out.<br />
<br />
<br />
518<br />
<br />
At line with poles apart the helpers split away<br />
for season cold and separate, but shored to<br />
<br />
sentence on the rise allowed to further distance<br />
loafed a moon or season sharper now or<br />
<br />
leased to hold in shallow doors resumed to<br />
marks allowed in works or days the light.<br />
<br />
love's pieces bright : at offers clue & song<br />
to fold them out, her flaps of light are<br />
<br />
rescued from the din, or pressed to yield<br />
another score resumes a fitful presence<br />
<br />
without some acts are sung for seasons of<br />
the bright day's colors, assist & throng<br />
<br />
a red air recalls or furthers out & out<br />
the only loom at act, perhaps, or move<br />
<br />
to say this air becomes a simpler act<br />
at movement sent astir the desks<br />
<br />
are cluttered, hearing other moons recall<br />
a travel or some position held to<br />
<br />
say allowed by cooler laps to fortunes<br />
called by time the room is followed<br />
<br />
sun to mark and song the same<br />
way moves to carry out a song is<br />
<br />
let and sung or carries due and<br />
simple on the day another call is<br />
<br />
roses left away love is this calling in<br />
the wind of light and light again.<br />
<br />
<br />
519<br />
<br />
On term to line her body shakes with pressure<br />
undisturbed to see and scene the time is<br />
<br />
spent aloft at stir and sense the same way<br />
sets to airs review and throng these pools<br />
<br />
are also told affirmed to spread them out.<br />
at the line and simple calling through the<br />
<br />
door is set between these edges cooled to<br />
hold along some air is called along the<br />
<br />
spelling of the time in sound repeats or<br />
has some form to be the same light<br />
<br />
moved by love in no disguise a way is<br />
made, then set. You are, review and<br />
<br />
song from loop recall or over after this<br />
particular noise is new or chilled for<br />
<br />
winter's loops aloft a shorter day begins<br />
and smoothes afar some lines are gray<br />
<br />
and blue arrows call from simpler<br />
distances short arrived by song and<br />
<br />
dance the way is moved beyond another<br />
scene, as cool to charges laid and<br />
<br />
friends the same is heard beyond a name<br />
of oranges lapsed throughout her eye<br />
<br />
to wet or western climbs the chair &<br />
holds at dreaming noises in the air<br />
<br />
to term at mood & charm the day<br />
of other offers marked throughout.<br />
<br />
<br />
520<br />
<br />
At term and sign these loops alert from airs<br />
to forces gathered in to truth resolved a<br />
<br />
mark affirmed your heart is also folded in<br />
to light and seen this day's recall to<br />
<br />
works and moons in love becalmed the<br />
way is simpler here than deeds to let or<br />
<br />
shore this fault within at memory installs<br />
a pair of halls with coils and rows<br />
<br />
at tables flung to seasons roasted out as<br />
has, so let, a single score is set at<br />
<br />
firm and closer ties a heavy news or<br />
mountain carved with simpler waves<br />
<br />
the arrow's certain shape, another room is<br />
filled with words, and covers out the<br />
<br />
day's solicitudes, like light or love the same<br />
white meaning lifted out from movies of<br />
<br />
the time in outer cells of work, & stapled<br />
in to beams & shards of evening's pool<br />
<br />
of sense : arrive and sung, an easier<br />
lair of calculation, another school of<br />
<br />
children, and marked throughout in blue<br />
beads, these lines resist and carry out<br />
<br />
these acts of swill, ceremony and song at<br />
no recovery but the solitude of the heart,<br />
<br />
the traveler's home and sign, book & star,<br />
a moon of mists away & set, here.<br />
<br />
<br />
521<br />
<br />
Bird, the moon, or arrives in hand, scene<br />
these airs recall to songs begun the term<br />
<br />
at sleep to hold affirmed and loft these<br />
cooler marks are settled in to shift the<br />
<br />
line is opened out apart and slipped again<br />
to pin or see the loops dissolve some<br />
<br />
fortunate airs do not resist but calm<br />
top dreams and sift a part or song is<br />
<br />
laid by seasons pooled to lift alert in<br />
designations strung out among your airs<br />
<br />
persistent clamor in the way of seeming<br />
settle onto flatter boards and heave<br />
<br />
away sometime roasts the day alert to<br />
cooler lapses in particular rooms of<br />
<br />
airs marked out by time's turns or<br />
holds alert the roof and tine of other<br />
<br />
days alert forever seasons birthed by<br />
twins of goat mark and rests short<br />
<br />
the masses pleasure and of some string<br />
at red table ham or plenty soothed<br />
<br />
around by laugher opens up her legs<br />
or striving outer gaps the eye is<br />
<br />
turn & turn, aloft but bird and<br />
holds below the air resolves and<br />
<br />
calls you back to sense and realm<br />
aloft or settled, nested in at light<br />
<br />
<br />
523<br />
<br />
Align to term as visit in complete to fogs<br />
life among these mountains, cooler now<br />
<br />
before the days affirmed within the moon<br />
to fuller gaps allowed by time's own song<br />
<br />
the way is moved to hold along and set<br />
to term as meets between the lines and<br />
<br />
scores the hero into senses left astir at<br />
wedges looped and fallow on the<br />
<br />
moon no pressure slipped beyond the<br />
day is held to seem within and<br />
<br />
marked, shallower still than beaches<br />
cloudy meetings light and stung to<br />
<br />
leap more fully out than called a<br />
lesson into calling out the time is<br />
<br />
also more than love or space, the time<br />
itself the age of light to heavier<br />
<br />
airs remiss and throng the walls<br />
we fill with cotton, sneezing out<br />
<br />
the rooms of cooler terms than hears<br />
asway to life of fuller here than<br />
<br />
not the same way sets to tell at<br />
mark and line the same you are<br />
<br />
these days of light to land and hold<br />
the marks away you made these<br />
<br />
lessons full and shine to score and<br />
hold at simpler times we stand.<br />
<br />
<br />
524<br />
<br />
The light at the end of signs, delivered.<br />
her eye is opened, ease this body in &<br />
<br />
hold affirmed to thrusts alert and sung<br />
at term and time begins to shoulder.<br />
<br />
his eases wrapt, at blue noises poled<br />
astir and loom, to shelters looped for<br />
<br />
forward postures cool to start, your<br />
mouth, perhaps, this foreclosure, friend.<br />
<br />
the room is in the man, his love, to<br />
fortunes marked like light inside<br />
<br />
your teeth are also wedged, like snags<br />
but hear the body's tubes to slip &<br />
<br />
scene the same way says along and<br />
mounted-out, at horse and rider,<br />
<br />
through the air, and settles, bird to<br />
roof or tale and clime, some noises<br />
<br />
word to sleep awake these energies<br />
moon to charge, we enter into<br />
<br />
some fullness again, the goat has<br />
marked the day his own to fly<br />
<br />
again and movies slipped beside the<br />
day and light begun to spots<br />
<br />
removed, recall and prong, horn to<br />
light and fired out, the day and<br />
<br />
love, you are. Not reversed, she climbs<br />
my pole and holds the top, again.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-30394249754305721562007-04-21T04:59:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:42:09.812-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book XI|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
525<br />
<br />
And line as told to light with grace some<br />
airs recall from pool to term asway and<br />
<br />
sentenced, room and time you are and called<br />
the air is settled, in and looped among the<br />
<br />
days and signs as moves with sense & moon<br />
the calm permission grounds to time as<br />
<br />
scene and throng the light has waves to<br />
tell, and is, at motive sprung alert the<br />
<br />
marks are moved alert within her eyes<br />
some distances moves to love's lines review<br />
<br />
and song at blue and yellow travels down<br />
the line and holds, in season cast prevailed<br />
<br />
interior spawns some love to calm or tears<br />
and shell, perhaps, arrives to top or scene<br />
<br />
and carries on the way affirmed to shoulder<br />
sung the moon is cast away at loops<br />
<br />
resists the shore and lands upright familiar<br />
you are: and spoke at simpler diagrams<br />
<br />
the shelter smooth and single eye at<br />
forms to heavier particular, grown to<br />
<br />
livelier spores the movies cast like light in<br />
love the roof and chain in fathoms<br />
<br />
caused for easier waves at rhythms<br />
looped within as cooler now than out<br />
<br />
or evened, symphony to seasons white<br />
and lighted in the rooms they linger in.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
526<br />
<br />
To lines absorbed beyond airs retreat in<br />
transit thorough at some limits declares<br />
<br />
another way sets to hear into seeming<br />
sets alert the way or pools, you are.<br />
<br />
and calls at day to light becomes the air<br />
in seasons caught at rooms or pools<br />
<br />
in season moved like love to turn & hold<br />
to what is there, and set or sentenced<br />
<br />
out beyond the day in movies marked to<br />
send them down the works of air in<br />
<br />
cooler mists the day is calm or settled<br />
into airs remiss and calm again to see<br />
<br />
these mountains pulled by light uprised<br />
the layers of the moon are fuller now<br />
<br />
than not, but told affirm and mark<br />
to hear these loops recall to shore &<br />
<br />
sign the sails are drawn aside to polar<br />
senses moved in motive laid to rest<br />
<br />
as holds to time and sends away the<br />
air removed by layers into seasons<br />
<br />
cast the way is seen to hold & move,<br />
away at last this caution sends us<br />
<br />
to & to, in easier motives cast to terms<br />
alert familiar, and sharp these shores<br />
<br />
revolve at lesser dues the roof the beam<br />
and great among the airs preponderates.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
527<br />
<br />
And name arise arrive this line become the<br />
time to becalm astir, nor pauses, hold.<br />
<br />
your name is light, perhaps, the day, too,<br />
and cold along the way is set at pool<br />
<br />
revised the airs remiss and calm to see<br />
within events the code of love's own song;<br />
<br />
shore and term, the wheel is spoked around<br />
the center, lodged and curled the rooms<br />
<br />
are bare the floors are painted out to<br />
see along the day as airs permit some<br />
<br />
lines along the day to airs renew in loop<br />
recall her waves of light are also<br />
<br />
sad, perhaps, eyes are met along the way<br />
and cooler now than not the open<br />
<br />
door is open, marked by time's own<br />
turns, and left between her eyes,<br />
<br />
a spot is shaped by love before the<br />
airs reviewed to places shifted out<br />
<br />
between the days and nights of movement.<br />
mark these terms alight some scores<br />
<br />
review to post and throng, a day is<br />
also short to fill and hard along the<br />
<br />
edge, you are these scores reviewed in<br />
hearts away some simpler distance<br />
<br />
holds aloft and spoke : shore & moon,<br />
the light is held to shapes released<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
528<br />
<br />
As has, to line astir, these airs becalm<br />
from terms unite at the year's edge<br />
<br />
of birth, loves the goat loses him in<br />
the dark the light mass radiates<br />
<br />
outer and sung between her eyes a spot<br />
is name and throng her days and days<br />
<br />
afar is met to hold align & throng<br />
the same way sending into between<br />
<br />
these lives apart at tenants thrown to<br />
hold along the way as met to long<br />
<br />
along or lunging outer as has, so let<br />
in throng and palm astir as sent to<br />
<br />
pools reverts these loops among yr lines<br />
are also down along the days to<br />
<br />
seem alert along the way is met<br />
to hold yr eyes are also new &<br />
<br />
spoke at terminal the day decides<br />
as held to eyes the same is scene<br />
<br />
and pole the star is leaving traces in<br />
yr hair to hold yr name at edge<br />
<br />
and song the Eagle speaks his eyes<br />
are also new to say the rest is<br />
<br />
love's quick due, the heart's full<br />
grace on the year of beginnings into<br />
<br />
seeming set to say you are : and met:<br />
hard upon the day we hold affirm.<br />
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529<br />
<br />
Light, the day arrives at spheres conjoint<br />
you are these airs across from light to<br />
<br />
time, as spoke to hold your lines review to<br />
shore and song the time away is heard<br />
<br />
in simpler senses set to share these acts at<br />
pool and moon the heavier distances recall<br />
<br />
as certain marks revealed your heart is<br />
loom and pool into seasons shed the score<br />
<br />
is less and time as light across the day is<br />
marked and spun alert the movies met<br />
<br />
and sentenced out alert to hold yr names<br />
are also shipped alive the body's warrior<br />
<br />
calm to dance the season's yielding after other<br />
lees to sharper designations roped out the<br />
<br />
looms restore at senses caught alive the day<br />
and room alert the horses waiting at the<br />
<br />
gates of life begun astir and sentenced into<br />
seeming settled out to tell the day is<br />
<br />
chain and throng, the child of light becalmed<br />
your movies leaving into what we are<br />
<br />
together lesson of the day's behaviors<br />
into seasons set the line is mark to<br />
<br />
shore across the way is line and rail as<br />
heavier days decided you are these lines<br />
<br />
across the way is mountain, still, his back<br />
and eye the heart's own lines, among.<br />
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530<br />
<br />
Line to light, and holds the way to set astir<br />
in names begun to shore among the others, loop &<br />
<br />
song yr name is time and sign the motive rests at<br />
time and line as has between the days of light<br />
<br />
at love's particular grace the movies wrapt astir.<br />
in senses caught beyond the spaces opened out<br />
<br />
like life's lights before the air and into seasons<br />
caught enduring fired out reduced the clauses<br />
<br />
formed and lessened repeat becalm nor rose<br />
aloof the mysteries leading outer out and moved<br />
<br />
you are : rooms to clear away the rest rests,<br />
and closing in to life's charms, the followers<br />
<br />
are moved by doubt perhaps, or marked by<br />
thorough reasons kept at light the pool refines<br />
<br />
and houses down among the meatball airs<br />
as motive sprung alert beyond your names<br />
<br />
are catches seasoned into less and less. Subside<br />
impatience named to pressures loftier shook<br />
<br />
the airs are leaving towns unknown and rests <br />
inside the light as has these terms unite &<br />
<br />
follow hard upon the edges loosed or further.<br />
and functions further out along the way<br />
<br />
you heard these loops begun by markings <br />
left and right the open door is also open<br />
<br />
and the heart rests its open lines from eye<br />
to room, and heaves these flowers out.<br />
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531<br />
<br />
Loop as turn aloft and sign along the<br />
Biological Highway. You are, and loft among<br />
<br />
time to hold affirmed the day away and strung<br />
-out, drilled out on loco weed among the<br />
<br />
day's beginning as has; so let. And in between<br />
the lights a name remembers how green you<br />
<br />
are, and in between, the rest, rests, as out<br />
among the air recalls to light a clay away<br />
<br />
and into seasons songs settled out to tell<br />
however, and strung the day is also met<br />
<br />
in some propriety as lingers on the line before the<br />
rest, rests, and in between the days, you<br />
<br />
are the rest, resting in between the days<br />
you are, along the time and met, to seem<br />
<br />
to be the rest and sees the room becalm<br />
in roses thrust alert red and simple<br />
<br />
the reasons suffer the loop recall and song<br />
the rooms are also different your mind<br />
<br />
recalls the silver seasons set to term and unit<br />
and thrust the tailors own revolver<br />
<br />
to look the same resistance twice, and<br />
hear these newer requisitions without<br />
<br />
alarm, the distance reeling back and<br />
told you are these domes revealing<br />
<br />
light upon the same way moved at<br />
easier distances recalled beyond at all.<br />
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532<br />
<br />
As name, approached, the King's grace<br />
is told affirmed in lease & charm, to<br />
<br />
shore these pools alert resist to hold the<br />
way is set to terms, unit and throng<br />
<br />
the day arrived to set these lines remind<br />
these airs to settle in and mark the<br />
<br />
senses hold to light arrived between<br />
the day of love's beginning to be the<br />
<br />
same way sets to tell the bird is loop<br />
and charm and in between her eyes<br />
<br />
the song reminds of forms and graces<br />
in the air and settled out beyond<br />
<br />
the rest rests : you are, and said to see <br />
the light is not broken out but said<br />
<br />
within yr eyes are set at terms the<br />
days t o see my own beginning in<br />
<br />
the air resists as has, so let. And name<br />
her air time to mark as loom & chain<br />
<br />
her airs review to let the rest go down<br />
the lay of colors drawn along the<br />
<br />
sphere of light becalmed yr house is<br />
also paint and boards, lived the score<br />
<br />
to ship alert beyond the plans of act<br />
and song you see the day arrive at<br />
<br />
work and love yr light is said to be<br />
the way you say these airs rewind.<br />
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533<br />
<br />
At line to song begins the same way, poled to<br />
stars astir at loops these airs are blue & told.<br />
<br />
the sun's mists recall, at pink bands arrive in<br />
day at marks to seem we are at shores becalmed<br />
<br />
and rest the days are newer now and here the<br />
city's empty streets revive the scene, lower in<br />
<br />
and scored to ships within the light as hears<br />
to seem second leaning in and holds the air<br />
<br />
revolved among yr lessons, friend across the<br />
way as has to seem the movie's started in<br />
<br />
to seem the light at love's reminder, outer<br />
at the cross he sends them in to hold a<br />
<br />
newer line resolved the blue distances remain<br />
like names are pulled affirmed the roses clear<br />
<br />
to senses rough or spasmed out his ears to<br />
shell or song the houses roomed to fold<br />
<br />
their stirrings sharp within the lines to tell at<br />
mark regained yr single distances newer<br />
<br />
here than not, but sharp at skies in lees<br />
for tongue and line, as butter in the hand<br />
<br />
would send them up the stairs not slowly<br />
pitched aloud there are no moons at line<br />
<br />
the day awaits some moons alert are half <br />
and chime to visit other landings, washed<br />
<br />
for loops at call to night's belief the roses<br />
stir for cells at light the love of airs restored.<br />
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534<br />
<br />
At sign arrived and carried off the way is<br />
line to air revived the same is motive and<br />
<br />
sprung to light and scans within the room a<br />
pear to send delight as open into airs recall<br />
<br />
to shift as clear to love astir these rhythms heal<br />
the ear's own climb but hope to shore the<br />
<br />
bird is thrown to light, hears active postures<br />
ring transact across the line & scored to<br />
<br />
send us out along these stairs remiss & claim<br />
his body aims at driving storms in love in:<br />
<br />
yr motive cleared to charges laid to rest in<br />
sentence thrown by time by love to see<br />
<br />
the same its challenges short but clipped in<br />
airs removed his hollow stirring marks<br />
<br />
to moons remove the stair & chain as over<br />
-head the sky revolves distinction into rough<br />
<br />
posts revealed and into less and less compressed<br />
the light is also weaving out the time's renewal<br />
<br />
yr movies clear away the stars are leaved<br />
& blossomed into seas arrive like wood<br />
<br />
at least a lap is scored resolve or chime<br />
and hears some lessons calm but drives<br />
<br />
from light perhaps away and outer, the<br />
cooler laps becalm love's arts at<br />
<br />
season met, a friend's embrace as loops<br />
to clauses kept and fingered outer-out, sun.<br />
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535<br />
<br />
Signed alert to term and moon, yr heart<br />
spoke aloud the same loom recall & sign,<br />
<br />
afar these voices pooled aloft at some scores<br />
begun to form the light is seen from sails<br />
<br />
away, yr eyes are single sent the rooms<br />
are locked along the scene as scan reef<br />
<br />
to shore these acts like love becalms the time<br />
and goes to work at marks astir and sung<br />
<br />
circular, perhaps, at one or other lays aside<br />
the door is slight, perhaps ajar in terms<br />
<br />
we scored the light is won by starts the loop<br />
resides at meanings spent by life inside the<br />
<br />
warps of years and ends. Eye cull, the score.<br />
but ship yr lines to lean toward crawling <br />
<br />
into seasons called the year begun & sung<br />
the eagle's term for sharper lines, thrust<br />
<br />
out the days are made like signs to seem<br />
the airs retreat and smoother signs are<br />
<br />
fallow, out, perhaps, and newer into reasons<br />
called at forms the loop resist at outer<br />
<br />
signs yr moon review in outer claims to<br />
hold at arts for practice tense-intense at<br />
<br />
work & days the imprint of the mood of<br />
the age becomes the sign of light again.<br />
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536 1.1.76<br />
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The line as term & song unite to tale and<br />
score the light arrives at one and told<br />
<br />
by lines, shift and set as has to time<br />
these ways are looped by lines to turn<br />
<br />
as hears between the doors are opened out<br />
and in below the day is cool to laps<br />
<br />
resolve astir in lines to shore this wool<br />
allow the day to seem without the ties<br />
<br />
or into season calm for lines at stir<br />
and set the lesser doors subscribe at<br />
<br />
lessons unresolved the fit the pattern at<br />
the door's away in season sells to sheer<br />
<br />
some other time would self or shower at<br />
the reasons kept for even system leads<br />
<br />
at love is centered into other shore some<br />
often leaving marks anew this is leaning<br />
<br />
out for simpler dues the even cast of light <br />
yr roses scattered eye to scene there<br />
<br />
are these seasons looped or outer scaled<br />
the lease and charms are undismayed<br />
<br />
to touch perhaps the days and nights are<br />
made from easier duties leap & claw<br />
<br />
the movie calm and scattered, light's re<br />
-volt is love's beginning, centered on<br />
<br />
the days aloft and further on the<br />
sun begins to shelter out these pools<br />
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537<br />
<br />
At term, unit & throng, the light is<br />
sharper loomed afar these ropes unwind.<br />
<br />
shore & line the same to see aloft the way<br />
as comes to shine at term to leaf the room<br />
<br />
among the ties revolved like scores alight<br />
between the days release affirmed at<br />
<br />
polar schemes resumed toward motive ash<br />
and scar the life of days and love's<br />
<br />
following the graced of shores resolved at<br />
limes resumed and into seasons set.<br />
<br />
your airs recall, or rest to spokes again<br />
with spaces cleaned your senses shine<br />
<br />
the sails are also wet and gaining<br />
long along the house is calm inside<br />
<br />
as simpler here than not, but moved<br />
beyond these rays are left as said, to<br />
<br />
score the day at love's sentences sanded<br />
clear for lines awry before the strand<br />
<br />
or mounted then again with light between<br />
or heaves aside the roof as holds to<br />
<br />
what is right these marks affirm align<br />
to score alert his hands are ready<br />
<br />
leaving left & right you are astir the term<br />
to bear the message simply sailing<br />
<br />
here & this you are the queen's own body<br />
slipped like light, as love before the air.<br />
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538<br />
<br />
As comes, line & sign, at morning, split<br />
across the bed, some dreams arouse<br />
<br />
as goes the way of seeing here and this<br />
the same lines persist at eases sent the<br />
<br />
song's alignment heart and eye the moon<br />
is loose within and spins around the<br />
<br />
day as has to let these times recall the<br />
rest is calculus and rain, around a<br />
<br />
term is set to hold the sign, you are:<br />
and pulled to light the rest arrives at<br />
<br />
messages or turned by love becalmed to<br />
roses lined along her waves & senses<br />
<br />
where the movies rest alert throughout<br />
these airs rely at folds of light the<br />
<br />
time is right alert and spoke yr heart<br />
pertains among these scores reversed<br />
<br />
to hear or sing at time's reliance at<br />
the marks are settled out as has<br />
<br />
the lines have settled down between her<br />
eyes a spot to touch the day is<br />
<br />
rised alert at hearing this and this<br />
again yr motives strung across the<br />
<br />
time to say that love is rule & mime,<br />
to settle down affirmed the moon<br />
<br />
is love by round begins to slender<br />
poles affirms yr voices calling out.<br />
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539<br />
<br />
As leaves her signs are love the song<br />
in open play to move along the way<br />
<br />
and settle in, tongue and eye, hands<br />
among her rushes. And world, yr<br />
<br />
calling out to hear the rest rests arrived<br />
by names alone, you are still this range<br />
<br />
and voice at home my heart is here<br />
to turn return at tour and time, at<br />
<br />
days released some touch to lean at<br />
roses thrust by pool or chute, her<br />
<br />
body says these times receive the name<br />
before a shorter pool beyond the bird<br />
<br />
yr settling brown and touched by something<br />
simpler now than not affirmed to<br />
<br />
season's light bestowal, after even others,<br />
to loop and sign another day is called<br />
<br />
these airs remiss among yr pleasures<br />
called to love astir yr name to be<br />
<br />
alive between these days and times &<br />
seasons called within the terms are<br />
<br />
made as has, so let them down and<br />
call us into caring spaces wrapt by light<br />
<br />
you sent these loops astir, my own <br />
decisions call to love, to love alights<br />
<br />
and make us clear about these terms<br />
review you hear some calls again.<br />
<br />
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540<br />
<br />
In lines afar, sentenced thorough at<br />
approach: return, a dream of light<br />
<br />
between the days of house & woman,<br />
or called by love to be the same at<br />
<br />
marks recalled yr heart is also lines <br />
are told at saying light to air as has<br />
<br />
to pool astir in intermittent visits planned<br />
a call to say I love you in the night,<br />
<br />
recalled by the hard & solitary murmur<br />
love alone and not too fond of saying<br />
<br />
here it is to wait yr love and makes<br />
the days grow shorter, still & still<br />
<br />
to pool affirmed yr home and song is<br />
left to hold at shore and throng a<br />
<br />
long line to fold along the time & moving<br />
so and so, I'll mail this life away<br />
<br />
in pieces, eagle and song, the same way<br />
comes to be the light restored among<br />
<br />
the thorough airs retrieved yr name<br />
and house a child to loop the<br />
<br />
day is also held to slip and pear the<br />
voices caught by ears remiss the<br />
<br />
moon is also here and said "return," the<br />
trail is up and out, measured simpler here<br />
<br />
and this, my wife, and said to term,<br />
aloft, and love, my love, the queen's own body.<br />
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541<br />
<br />
As comes, across the view, as scene below &<br />
touched, alive to senses thrown alert, eye,<br />
<br />
and listen, then, beloved, time again to have<br />
our play renewed, winter's solitudes<br />
<br />
together underneath our covers, night to<br />
stand between yr own desires, cool &<br />
<br />
sent to be each other's other: and long across<br />
these retrievals, I see yr flesh at<br />
<br />
night together hands across our bodies<br />
might restore our light & love as<br />
<br />
time remits our courage and our pleasure<br />
score and sing our body's marks the queen's<br />
<br />
own body, I've taken thought along the way<br />
to you again, my signals dropped at every <br />
<br />
turn, & yrs as well, to read these signs<br />
at more resolve, our pleasures are so<br />
<br />
new together dreamed as lets release the<br />
static inhibition, my heart stammers at<br />
<br />
its options, and holds, true now to dreams we<br />
had already, slow but true, this love becalmed<br />
<br />
between our dreams and songs we make at<br />
moments in the day: at light between<br />
<br />
these airs before & sung, again we blow these<br />
winds away, arrived in what is love's own<br />
<br />
due, at gain & song, review & gather at our<br />
hearth these lights are coming on again.<br />
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<br />
542<br />
<br />
Term and sign, a call across the day, at<br />
house a dream arrives beneath the voice<br />
<br />
you have at singing sets affirmed within<br />
the coats are hung, yr chimney holds<br />
<br />
at airs recalled the view is slipped between<br />
her eyes a spot to song and long away<br />
<br />
yr voice at ease within specific homes and<br />
children at the gates to voice aloft and air<br />
<br />
to hold these lines becalm the roses left at<br />
home have grown again the beaches waving in<br />
<br />
again to say yr name is easier here than<br />
not at least afloat to scores without an<br />
<br />
ear is called remiss & charm to sing at<br />
light the rest is also love in some beginning<br />
<br />
here and this the very same is moved to<br />
say the days and nights are held to be the<br />
<br />
rest of what there is before and sent alert at<br />
shoal perfume the means become the song<br />
<br />
of love & sung the light as has these airs<br />
between the movies scored along the <br />
<br />
way. As hold: becalmed, sea force to<br />
waves the rest regained for another<br />
<br />
day to hold in what is also spoke between<br />
the days made love she held me rocked<br />
<br />
around the light was on and warm the<br />
driving staying in and cried aloud, Ah!<br />
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543<br />
<br />
Return completed, broken out, announced.<br />
the change, then, occurs, outleaped<br />
<br />
and spoke, rewind of outer faces leaned<br />
affirm yr eyes today will tell us something<br />
<br />
known already, the beloved of the song is<br />
marked aloud, reveals the nature of the<br />
<br />
solution, admix and spin, down the airs<br />
renew to shore out these sudden flash<br />
<br />
and turn the body's weight aloft anew at<br />
houses flung again some light pertains to<br />
<br />
hold these lovers tight they spin some dis-<br />
tance mounted at her junction, spoked &<br />
<br />
salmoned, driven up the way is loop & charm<br />
against the stream her voice & eye the<br />
<br />
same persistence in the plowed field release<br />
to poles perhaps and painting in these<br />
<br />
loops review to schemes recalled already<br />
shifts to hold resist but song yr body<br />
<br />
calls me, butterfly, the dreams retain me<br />
into season step by step the day is<br />
<br />
clean we've moved some boxes up the trail<br />
and laid by seeds within the dream<br />
<br />
as simpler postures seem to say arrive<br />
at callings from the signs, event of <br />
<br />
light the rest is love's. Hold, you are.<br />
and coming home to what is there, along.<br />
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544<br />
<br />
As eyes across the words, recall some<br />
shores align to hold astir yr air & song.<br />
<br />
would meet at business charged forward<br />
the old tree's shoots are full of life,<br />
<br />
lighted outer out his plans revive toward<br />
solid and mundane presence, aloft<br />
<br />
the day recall to drift center punched<br />
in her tubes are lighted back<br />
<br />
again as entered, streamed out, profuse<br />
to leaps as has, to tell the same<br />
<br />
is hardly closer spun than termed<br />
anew to hold attention rooms of<br />
<br />
light are also looped affirm yr<br />
eyes are dusted in to hold the<br />
<br />
song yr body the queen's lines are<br />
parted out perhaps enjoined at<br />
<br />
looser ties than thought the char<br />
-acter of speech as hollow charm<br />
<br />
to fold her open tongue &^ sign<br />
the hand that enters in & holds a<br />
<br />
solid flesh to start along the center at<br />
yr shoal & plume, back along the<br />
<br />
time, affront to lesser eye the day<br />
to score a shot and visit at the<br />
<br />
bank, the river, swum across as clothed<br />
by light he moves within the screen.<br />
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545<br />
<br />
And works at shore and calm, the<br />
fault of plenty, rift & chain astir.<br />
<br />
pose of light: a day and new, form<br />
of love's taut claim the rest is<br />
<br />
heavier into setting forth, decay the air<br />
and open rooms to light to hoarse<br />
<br />
names reversed, alert in sentence cast<br />
to shelter sand and climb the moon<br />
<br />
or still these arrows into seasons of<br />
the sun and white days called<br />
<br />
remove the dust at houses flung<br />
in outer tales resist to forum of<br />
<br />
the day's airs retrieve & clear the<br />
doors their true names glisten.<br />
<br />
and hear, your days subscribe to<br />
sensation outer moves are tight<br />
<br />
at looser marks than told, you<br />
are at screen and pool the shore<br />
<br />
to settle these resistances, looped<br />
at marks recall the time you<br />
<br />
heard yr name, like flame or passion<br />
in the morning, incandescent lilies<br />
<br />
folded back to sing the pleasures of<br />
the way: and hear, the rest rests<br />
<br />
and finds the way no error, spilled<br />
her mouth and let the rest go by.<br />
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<br />
546<br />
<br />
Goes. Along and sent, set between a<br />
full and part , among these rocks as<br />
<br />
light before the time yr movies lapse and<br />
term to shoal these furs aloud through<br />
<br />
the simpler passings alert to colors in<br />
the head as red and yellow coalesce<br />
<br />
by streams are outer folded back to<br />
skim these reefs by polar schemes<br />
<br />
another loom resists these articles in<br />
the air another moon review &calm<br />
<br />
for terms turned by hand & sign<br />
the roasts are fallow into seeming<br />
<br />
there and further on the light at <br />
love begun to hold along the way<br />
<br />
like you are you are to finish winter's<br />
birth in days to carry out designs<br />
<br />
to help, infinite or center, same to tell<br />
the ropes are split again to score<br />
<br />
the tunes to leap at fuller signs you<br />
made the waves and slapped them<br />
<br />
out her bottom sung and leased<br />
my heart, again some flying birds<br />
<br />
to sweep across the forms of sight<br />
or sell them off adrift the man<br />
<br />
and says to sleep awake the move<br />
as clears the wall & sails beyond.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
547<br />
<br />
At line among, thing & song to hold<br />
affirm within yr eyes a scene for<br />
<br />
motive flung outer out thorough or profuse<br />
these lights release at shower into<br />
<br />
season sung as meets these airs and<br />
settle out some polar scheme revisit<br />
<br />
into heavier leaning or passes into looms<br />
the blue is missing, turquoise feather<br />
<br />
scores her dues to forward pleasures in<br />
some touch farewell she opened<br />
<br />
up her box and touched my handle,<br />
roofed or pooled the mark of love<br />
<br />
you are and sets to showers after <br />
lessons marked throughout these<br />
<br />
movies are the same to hold yr<br />
mind at heart to eye his further<br />
<br />
seasons leafed the moment into<br />
leaving event and song the same<br />
<br />
is easier loose or flaps this air<br />
mountain and song they sleep<br />
<br />
apart the lower shining love is<br />
schooled to seem within these<br />
<br />
into other lines farewell arrive his<br />
simpler terms released and goes to<br />
<br />
stay between the times he settles<br />
outer schemes and moves aloud.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
548<br />
<br />
As has, lines permit to charm and boom<br />
she hangs them on her chest like<br />
<br />
light, like air to touch them round<br />
around among these colors of the<br />
<br />
day, snow and smoke, a voice you<br />
are and waits, then, at the verge<br />
<br />
of pleasure comes for me to sign the<br />
charges of the day to hold alert<br />
<br />
some smiles over in the wind alight<br />
your marks are hollow into seasons<br />
<br />
set to shore and palm, greased up<br />
the pole the monkey toes to ripe<br />
<br />
some shelter in the love we make<br />
together outer smooth the touch.<br />
<br />
or spins across the moon my time at<br />
cooler moons across the day is met.<br />
<br />
as has her pants are ripped we<br />
are to send these energies up &<br />
<br />
out the top as has, so let, and move<br />
within her sphere to let these rages<br />
<br />
wave and calm at polar charms<br />
reviewed in song we clasp remove<br />
<br />
and let the rest go by, as comes at<br />
centers heart to eye the loom &<br />
<br />
pool, lighted from beneath her body,<br />
I'll dive on in, yr flesh is warm.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
549<br />
<br />
At ends begin again the same airs retreat<br />
as thorough into seasons seen to hold<br />
<br />
the light's possession forward calls to heed<br />
some distance the heart's waves come<br />
<br />
within the spheres of action on the field to<br />
be these simpler causes where we stand<br />
<br />
some time her body full in motion deeper<br />
in to touch her down the length unzip<br />
<br />
these looms begin their weft foreign to<br />
slide by simply into the ocean falling<br />
<br />
arrives arised yr motives strung withal<br />
or speeded in shallower waves at<br />
<br />
accent thrown the hoarse cries leaf & turn<br />
to scale these rooms with stone and<br />
<br />
charm for signs to say they are and<br />
into sets withdraw and holds these<br />
<br />
weapons clear & ready but halts before<br />
and calm the eye to further showers<br />
<br />
red and gold his cape no wings the<br />
eye or shallower scoops in booty at<br />
<br />
the shore and love! Three spinning wavers<br />
roam with pleasure, catch her in the bush<br />
<br />
and score some light showers quickly at<br />
the score and plume to thrust these marks<br />
<br />
quickly set, uncovered her breasts would<br />
rise and fall with breathing, into in.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
550<br />
<br />
Simpler lines are trails across the air,<br />
and love beckons between yr eyes<br />
<br />
the same uncrossed path, straight to<br />
airs recalled in senses left astir<br />
<br />
to heavier scenes her open slot, and<br />
pushed to scores released at morning<br />
<br />
into sentence set or come, late & later,<br />
curled around the post to slide to<br />
<br />
ship & shore the moon on Saturday is<br />
also mine this still section of the year<br />
<br />
and half between numbers arrives to<br />
light at points along this arc of time<br />
<br />
the sail and throng of light's review<br />
moon to hand this slips between the<br />
<br />
day at outer houses sung in lines<br />
or marks throughout and pistol,<br />
<br />
in her hand the rod of green<br />
willow as barked to smoke and<br />
<br />
holds at bay the open door is also<br />
shore and craft the easier waves<br />
<br />
to paddle into season set to rain<br />
these germs and seeds accomplish<br />
<br />
simple goals within the act no<br />
stop but hears another day in<br />
<br />
free and cautious action, roams<br />
the sky his children woven in.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
551<br />
<br />
Alert between the days, as not too fast<br />
we score the shot to pool within as has<br />
<br />
before the time here and sum the tales<br />
affirm these thrusts as goes the day<br />
<br />
a shorter spin or pool I'll write tonight<br />
below as cools to shorter spins, again<br />
<br />
and set the leaning posts arrive the<br />
loop & shore as leaves and stays<br />
<br />
no image but shorter gains to become<br />
some fuller sign but waits to move<br />
<br />
would lease these charges simpler now<br />
than not but years go by and lets<br />
<br />
them have the air the moon is full<br />
tomorrow the blue bead fell off<br />
<br />
though credits are not committee<br />
into morning settled outer signs<br />
<br />
to leave them down unless to<br />
shoal yr leap more fully the<br />
<br />
cousin's name his voice away you<br />
held me close to follow them<br />
<br />
in these scores to leave the room<br />
as white becomes the light would<br />
<br />
love bestow these airs and leave the<br />
opened door as sharps the rest as<br />
<br />
air becalmed her movies into sets<br />
you held as pooled the marks.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
552<br />
<br />
Interior and calm, winds prevail the<br />
gloom like light's cool penetration in<br />
<br />
the mist you are affirmed as not alone in<br />
what you are between these marks aloud<br />
<br />
throughout another day begins too late to<br />
be the same day begun alert to names<br />
<br />
to hold or shoal recipient outer thus and<br />
line alert to showers crept before the<br />
<br />
other fears we have to say within the frame<br />
as goes along each day and score the<br />
<br />
flower of beginning in the heart's shelter<br />
time as goes toward what is also new at<br />
<br />
shelter turned as sings your names are also<br />
love as goes to say the door of light to<br />
<br />
sheer particular into seeming calculation &<br />
behaves the lines are scored to simpler airs<br />
<br />
dig to shelter crept between phrases a<br />
lighter information soothing, perhaps<br />
<br />
we might begin to learn as has continue<br />
in among the president leaving for<br />
<br />
the orient and his million bucks. Love's<br />
name, father and family, the earth<br />
<br />
opening to her sons and names them<br />
light behaved with inessential diagrams<br />
<br />
some days the northern tribes you are<br />
alert to say, in cautious saying, Be!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
553<br />
<br />
As term & sign release to sharper turns,<br />
but news at pool to hear these lease<br />
<br />
recall in other loops toward further shots a<br />
leading edge has pointed flaps she wills<br />
<br />
but cooler red the bead is lost & tied the<br />
lighted ports as love's noises sing their<br />
<br />
clarity the moon and clauses winding out<br />
to future airs remiss and calm, the door<br />
<br />
is wooden out and says, to hear these days<br />
the same way set or turned you are and<br />
<br />
spoke at other marks to thorough times<br />
the south is clean and cautious, as<br />
<br />
has to let or call, into shores released<br />
like other lights within or sent to say<br />
<br />
you are and spells to senses black the<br />
other lines in light the children are not<br />
<br />
paused or flattened, spool to charm, they<br />
heal as grown to rising tides the shore<br />
<br />
you might begin to scan the dues on<br />
bridges leaned across the gentler wood<br />
<br />
in love these mountains marked to claim<br />
within the sphere begins toward three<br />
<br />
or four, and waving newer spools you<br />
fly these chains of light, as smoother on.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
554<br />
<br />
As opens out within the world, a view of<br />
light becalms the eye from former fields<br />
<br />
as holds the day alert: to some beginnings in<br />
the air as spoke you have the airs retrieved.<br />
<br />
but love, but love: and thirstier than ever.<br />
or come by starts and fits to shield the<br />
<br />
child of light begun and boogies out her time,<br />
rooted, then, perhaps the same day starts<br />
<br />
again the cooler penetration, outer out than<br />
down, but lined, perhaps, out the door<br />
<br />
is also open in your hand as flies<br />
to grace the day today or after, in<br />
<br />
the eye no willow only branched, but<br />
scored to butter down the scene<br />
<br />
to song or sign the doors are short<br />
but leaps to fuller signs they<br />
<br />
glisten in the air no refuge but<br />
these signs along the way to hold.<br />
<br />
smiles often, then, in other openings of<br />
her body, they are the earth song sent<br />
<br />
and seen again to yield them back and<br />
forth to simpler days the same to<br />
<br />
fork and part there are connections in<br />
the air her body's leaves and senses.<br />
<br />
open outer out to work this grace is<br />
new and total, love & light the same.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
555<br />
<br />
Or pooled beneath, berthed out, perhaps<br />
the same and even so, the rooms<br />
<br />
begun as sharper due and met, at<br />
shore and foal, they shore out to<br />
<br />
seem within the light begins on days<br />
we have to say hello you are the<br />
<br />
song and line the earth to love to<br />
horn and score the early morning<br />
<br />
moon and sea to animals at one<br />
center of beginning the rest is<br />
<br />
also narrow into morning moving in<br />
and further in perhaps to tell<br />
<br />
you are the same as goes between<br />
these lines to skip the rest is<br />
<br />
seasons, there, and met beyond the<br />
door of morning lighted into seeing<br />
<br />
thorough unfamiliar are you known<br />
to see the lines beyond the air<br />
<br />
or cooler laps at doses wind the<br />
spools are caution in the air as<br />
<br />
meets the whole sign unexcluded in<br />
the marks no shadows air to line,<br />
<br />
you have these rooms beyond the door<br />
as has between her eyes and open<br />
<br />
down they are also due within the<br />
light as ships are met on land they fly.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
556<br />
<br />
Anew, her eyes, leap relief you are, as<br />
goes along the days to shore & song a<br />
<br />
day away pass & charm her lines alone to<br />
scale and line, opened outer out her<br />
<br />
wooden flaps are sailing out, the friend.<br />
as shore or pool, you keep the air,<br />
<br />
in sea, to children in the terms they<br />
call as outer calm prevails, or simpler<br />
<br />
days begin in scores reversed, we said<br />
to sleep in terms above the signs<br />
<br />
respond at forward days along & set<br />
I sent these words yr way to light<br />
<br />
my own within, alert to love & lonely.<br />
and are you also seen along the<br />
<br />
song and line to hold the sky the same<br />
or calls compressed the airs hearts<br />
<br />
or moons among the time, holding back<br />
to days alive in further days responds<br />
<br />
affirmed these airs resist or clatter further<br />
seasons of light between yr legs, love<br />
<br />
rises air to time, slower down than heaven<br />
forward scores as shapes the song from<br />
<br />
in these blue and orange beginnings, moved.<br />
answer, then, some solitude is known<br />
<br />
as has, a sea is seen below yr eyes,<br />
and calls to songs begun before the day.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
558 (no 557)<br />
<br />
Found beneath and in, side, love is turned to<br />
touch as light begins these waves anew &<br />
<br />
poled her shores becalmed astir, limes afar<br />
or scattered outer others, you are as set,<br />
<br />
form and sign the pools are fill of light, toward<br />
another meeting of airs recalled the smell<br />
<br />
she has for love, or opened from her mouth<br />
resides at targets claimed to parts of<br />
<br />
something said, you are: as letters come<br />
between her eyes, a spot is sent to<br />
<br />
score beneath my legs, her earth to<br />
seed the butterfly apart and push<br />
<br />
them in by hands restores sensation<br />
slower here than not, but slipped<br />
<br />
and held a burst as sent them down<br />
to hold and let them back again, a<br />
<br />
lighter room with love inside her eyes,<br />
there are some seasons stored beside<br />
<br />
the time we said, again and drove to<br />
shores of pleasure, lined out and made<br />
<br />
of showers in the hands, minister and song,<br />
or goes within the center shoal & throng,<br />
<br />
you missed these lines are quite specific, &<br />
songs revive the mate of other days to<br />
<br />
lean the rest is writing, breathed across<br />
a distance, thrust & sung, within the flesh.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
559<br />
<br />
As lines to times return, the alloy unremit,<br />
through gentler winds recalls the day,<br />
<br />
or peals along restrictions, lighted out to<br />
further eases marked the day to terms<br />
<br />
as has the air between the days arrived<br />
by lesser arts, or smiles to some and<br />
<br />
calls them back away, into closer calls<br />
party into season forward meaning loops<br />
<br />
for further eases clapped among or tears<br />
them back and forth to leading followers,<br />
<br />
and waits, again, unfolded: mime and fern,<br />
the valleys cross again and score the room<br />
<br />
as white light whiter into love resounds at<br />
leaps to shoals unite or mark, mark,<br />
<br />
her voices in the meeting of eyes criss-<br />
cross meeting in the hall another eye<br />
<br />
to harder hearts alone you might resist<br />
but says, against the duties slips the<br />
<br />
roost or sea, form of sails behaves at<br />
blue walls submits, or open days open<br />
<br />
like falling away to see another name is<br />
called collapsed these entities further on is<br />
<br />
leaning into days recalled as love's prime,<br />
and love alone is visiting the west, or<br />
<br />
hearing names rebound like light between<br />
her eyes a spot, marked, sung, streams.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
560<br />
<br />
Affirmed, through turns between as dreamed<br />
your fathoms folded back, and shorter<br />
<br />
touched yourself among these others seen.<br />
Made by light these arms are also here,<br />
<br />
arrived at poles remind they hold and<br />
score alert the pads are also out & out<br />
<br />
again to homes or pleasures, and waits<br />
less fitfully to hear their names the same<br />
<br />
or rooms throughout, as has, their oars<br />
relief and charm in senses wrapt, of<br />
<br />
other ears as hold them, bouncing in<br />
and in again yr mouth or target<br />
<br />
photographed they heard love call to<br />
the world's pleasures unanswered<br />
<br />
at rhythms pulsed within these lights<br />
or shifts more simply at these<br />
<br />
rungs recalled to brighter partners<br />
waved by oceans called aloft restored<br />
<br />
some letters might arrive throughout the same<br />
at red distances like flesh or evening<br />
<br />
into seeming set to hold the thorough lines:<br />
shoal affirm, yr story hears these waves<br />
<br />
and sings between her eyes a spot, leaf<br />
or moon the light she gives to beauty's<br />
<br />
airs and palms arrived, bestows the day<br />
with even songs, as gives some rest astir.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
561<br />
<br />
Pulled to outer lapses, serene entire light,<br />
the motive rests alert becalmed the pool,<br />
<br />
as goes toward morning unresists, the work<br />
approached like tales and time yr eyes.<br />
<br />
or goes beyond the air recalls another life,<br />
perhaps: his own, or met, the story passed<br />
<br />
around, lives exploded into seasons pearl<br />
and vine, their wraps are wasted out.<br />
<br />
and hold, the season goes beyond & stays<br />
the same, as in between her eyes,<br />
<br />
another moon arrives to skills & passion,<br />
unredeemed, at loose ends, caught<br />
<br />
to family life, as rooms & window bear<br />
us down alive and well, lighted<br />
<br />
from within these airs of love's own mood,<br />
there are some days like snow &<br />
<br />
sun, or simpler arrangements of tone<br />
to shift set sudden, the life I<br />
<br />
have my own to screen and chime, at<br />
loop recalls rest and calm, to slip<br />
<br />
them down the line life-like, a perfect<br />
act, and toes to dry his clothes, poor<br />
<br />
but then the rest, rests, goes in some<br />
direction written out before the skies<br />
<br />
to looser flaps released the day before<br />
the sun returns, hearing, hearing, hearing.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
562<br />
<br />
The forms of light, advance and change, the<br />
pool returns, and love's recall to terms,<br />
<br />
there are these signs & songs, the midst relief<br />
to holes are spent, the few particulars are<br />
<br />
looped around, and blue is shored within<br />
as goes to hold and leaves the rest at<br />
<br />
poles or scores, your waves have reached<br />
another room as waits and speaks the<br />
<br />
door and door again to movies raced. There<br />
are these sentences, the moon arrived<br />
<br />
in easier dues to thorough weights at the<br />
edge and sung aloud his ears are not<br />
<br />
these flaps & tails to spur the lead &<br />
heat some flasks, retort and gong, at<br />
<br />
the day and score reversed the mail<br />
is in the box : his days are all the<br />
<br />
same as has, and lets her come to visit,<br />
or are you called another name, as<br />
<br />
known as, also, the slips and turns <br />
to shoal the rest in sandy loops a<br />
<br />
new island drives the rest as piles in<br />
to mounting in her flesh or stays<br />
<br />
the seed within and grows alert-alive<br />
in words to smell the time love has<br />
<br />
between these signs to hold & turn a<br />
day a mark a moon arrives to sing.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
563<br />
<br />
The sign: circle into square, and four<br />
around, she dreams me, too, and waves<br />
<br />
afar to meet as goes between our lives to<br />
meet within these airs to say we are<br />
<br />
the same as goes behind and enters in,<br />
to pull or fold yr layers into<br />
<br />
seas and lines above the room in some<br />
beginning to be light or calm, to<br />
<br />
hold them into movement on along<br />
the day is also laid to scenes in<br />
<br />
some relief to shore these legs apart<br />
and rush between her folds, at<br />
<br />
crease and sigh, and hold them open,<br />
tongue and eye we part her waves<br />
<br />
as waving into songs, sure songs as<br />
lays her back, as pulls me in<br />
<br />
and rests, as lets to pass the red<br />
shore waiting, seed to light, flown<br />
<br />
before some signs are folded back<br />
again, and plays tonight at rest<br />
<br />
and charge, these bodies wrap to press<br />
and pleasures marks are movies<br />
<br />
in the heart, as goes the way away is<br />
left alert beyond to simpler seas<br />
<br />
yr eyes begin to cross & hold, and<br />
meets me in the day, as sign.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
564<br />
<br />
Revolves, restored, rather. In sentence<br />
calls the same uninterrupted, some days<br />
<br />
are like this, reversed from the beginning<br />
her name and pressure withdraws, now,<br />
<br />
long alone the letters, or, unannounced, he<br />
squalls along the ropes & sails becalmed,<br />
<br />
small terms unite, book, and calls my<br />
fate my fate again to charge & song<br />
<br />
alive you are alive today and well and<br />
love among yr heart is also light to stay<br />
<br />
the same day is here and this you are<br />
also day the day to be these arcs &<br />
<br />
songs at life's throat and born to songs<br />
arised yr eyes have crossed the ditch<br />
<br />
you might bestow yr arms to light tonight<br />
and fly along the ditched ravine<br />
<br />
to simple mastery strung-out, drilled-<br />
out on loco-weed and one at one<br />
<br />
within the sphere and arc of light we<br />
are, become, then, to arrow line &<br />
<br />
flame not cast but aimed, the<br />
heart's eye calls you back to list<br />
<br />
& sing to see her signs everywhere,<br />
and touched herself with pleasure<br />
<br />
I saw the roses flamed around<br />
my eyes the pool the room the day.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
565<br />
<br />
At turn between as holds to light, as time<br />
in some release is shoal and term to<br />
<br />
lean as outer calm and holds to signs<br />
the way at foal and charm you are:<br />
<br />
or ease along the side as lines permit, and<br />
leaf to eases toss't at person climb<br />
<br />
for sear toward forms as pool to light.<br />
your eyes are drawn in loops at love<br />
<br />
before the moods we call at outer ease<br />
soars through winds alert between<br />
<br />
the days are marked before & short to<br />
hear the songs laid by at rest she<br />
<br />
gave away the moon and called again<br />
or skips t he news and lives alone<br />
<br />
before and long along the light between<br />
your days and eyes not met as<br />
<br />
power or yr scores are shorter into<br />
movies clippt or shattered hears at<br />
<br />
night the rooms are kept by sign &<br />
mood to colors in the heart as<br />
<br />
signal outer out but let to shear the<br />
roses passed or lined astir you<br />
<br />
are these signs and left by easier<br />
waves and coiled proper up the<br />
<br />
spine his feathers rest, or play your<br />
breasts and watch you come alert.<br />
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566<br />
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Split along inside and opened in to touch<br />
the spot arise and sing yr name is here<br />
<br />
she seems arrived my heart is full along<br />
some domes persist like presence you are<br />
<br />
to fill the line yr mouth and into pleasures<br />
drove t he wedge my flesh is come alive<br />
<br />
and sperm this seed yr tubes are lighted<br />
from within as love is pulsed like time<br />
<br />
like light arrived between the days some<br />
dreams present themselves as eye, as open<br />
<br />
door, and while the laundry spins, the<br />
acid drives me to your door, and rise<br />
<br />
within yr flesh and eagle sings another<br />
time within explosions schooled his<br />
<br />
book is firm as seen this mail has yet<br />
to show the colors of the day as has<br />
<br />
works among them worked outer to tell you<br />
are as moves the day is peaced out, &<br />
<br />
simple among my others, mothers, brothers<br />
all, some light persists between yr legs<br />
<br />
as love betimes arrives the spine and<br />
brain love's body thrusts alert the sky<br />
<br />
and holds to paths & signs the way is<br />
slowly made, old friend, as mark and<br />
<br />
song some Eagle signs the day his own<br />
to work this visit to another planet.<br />
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567<br />
<br />
Split between the eyes, yr hand candle<br />
enters, slow as eyes become yr hands.<br />
<br />
there and set to hand between sighs, at<br />
eases into song was clear or clean<br />
<br />
and roses flowered into light at open &<br />
open flown the mountain's bird is seen<br />
<br />
in flaps away as parted in yr hairs are<br />
grown to long to enter the mouth,<br />
<br />
as into this recall is morning to & to<br />
these airs are also caught the man<br />
<br />
is in the center outer other says to<br />
hold or shelf & shelter says we<br />
<br />
weep at first and only follows after<br />
hears the voice no leader the general<br />
<br />
unity of the Whole Santana, longing at<br />
the thirsty eaves inside yr days to<br />
<br />
tell the days are said and horns <br />
to loop throughout the street of<br />
<br />
"language of the street mixed also<br />
with the pure vernacular of vision."<br />
<br />
love is this opening in yr body, wet with<br />
touch to open in as set or scented<br />
<br />
light the min's own flesh, to tumble<br />
outer heaves within and visits in<br />
<br />
the morning, the laundry going around<br />
this wheel of light, sprung within me.<br />
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568<br />
<br />
In turn, as holds the way between my<br />
self and this, the same every day to<br />
<br />
move beyond these thoughts, more simply, as<br />
into seasons set there are some marks to<br />
<br />
make the day begin again into hearing of these<br />
airs you meet the mountains claimed for<br />
<br />
seeing far beyond these calls of air below<br />
you are: and marked throughout the light<br />
<br />
year lighter quiet now than not: you are the<br />
eagle in the song, and sons are visits<br />
<br />
more than home, though, perhaps, some union<br />
comes around the house is separate, a<br />
<br />
building in the sun or trees by signs<br />
remote, there are these meatballs lying<br />
<br />
around the world again, as ropes submit<br />
their hanging in her eye a body touch<br />
<br />
and sing the year's pleasures rised through<br />
term & sign reversed I'll bet my<br />
<br />
boots to spell the days becalm to turns<br />
and thirsty lines yr mouth is even so,<br />
<br />
to spell out these days are simply wept<br />
obstruct, and hear the mouth begin to say<br />
<br />
as goes along, beach and whale to outer<br />
doses lets her play this tune upon the<br />
<br />
flute of skin, dreamed out perhaps as<br />
love is lighted by the eyes, aloft & air.<br />
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569<br />
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In term unite the ridge and loft at<br />
the skies yr eyes or moves slow.<br />
<br />
these lights are marked in easier days<br />
to score the rooms their eases caught<br />
<br />
in situation or hears the time roll by<br />
into seas or mounted weeds & flowers,<br />
<br />
side by side another mountain rises<br />
like the house or pool in seeming at<br />
<br />
the day and love. Or picture eases to<br />
some denser loops are move and shine<br />
<br />
as where and when again, this is<br />
uncomplex but waits to see as<br />
<br />
sees again the same as unexplained:<br />
built from air, perhaps, you shell<br />
<br />
or fold in saying the door or film<br />
the shore to forms his songs become<br />
<br />
the month of silence returns like these<br />
looms reviews to shores are cast at<br />
<br />
moons unwound by shores or lighted in<br />
the scores to sharper dues the room<br />
<br />
is school or sign as hangs around the<br />
empty seasons in between but has<br />
<br />
the winter sky like sun and work at<br />
what there is to send songs alert by<br />
<br />
hands & eyes are built this steady line<br />
to something sure & bright, love's angle.<br />
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570<br />
<br />
Then: as goes across, the light between, or<br />
scaled among opposites into strict accord,<br />
<br />
divisions of sense are also love regained,<br />
or met alone in space, nor dreamed,<br />
<br />
but thorough defined as outer love other,<br />
within specific flesh becalmed & seed<br />
<br />
as into inner other drawn remind no<br />
body to the queen her eyes are seen<br />
<br />
within these poles of time : as sign and<br />
lines are drawn equally out to stall<br />
<br />
remiss & charm to pool this force to<br />
what is right or what is there the same.<br />
<br />
then: astir as calm the loops are set<br />
no dragons roar this ocean of the heart<br />
<br />
is set his airs review to forms the way<br />
of light between her eyes a spot &<br />
<br />
let the whole is part & song arrived by<br />
starts the open door is also open into<br />
<br />
into, & let laid rests her by & by the<br />
houses called the roof is also laid by<br />
<br />
lines & charts the rest goes down the<br />
eaves are pulled apart the beaches<br />
<br />
roofed by light & into sea song caught<br />
the people of this floating calm alert<br />
<br />
along the way among my love as lights<br />
this solitude for form & time the same.<br />
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571<br />
<br />
At the line begins to sign along the way<br />
you are these terms, set between the<br />
<br />
pieces of my life unwound at work on<br />
what is there to say the sun the light<br />
<br />
as has, as is the same life on shores cast<br />
to foreign slips & senses the strange<br />
<br />
house inhabited within by love as<br />
blinded the old fox crosses wave<br />
<br />
to air the journey and return are<br />
also set between the days alert<br />
<br />
to this beginning edge & stair arrive<br />
the old master is also silent, these<br />
<br />
figures of grace grown tall & silent<br />
at their circle of flame: the heart<br />
<br />
& eye remind as goes between the<br />
air is also spun clear to totals<br />
<br />
glow the sign yr eyes are also<br />
new the house is grown within<br />
<br />
long along the day is also set at<br />
houses flung new tables topped<br />
<br />
and sudden yellow book to teach<br />
or sews these rooms with seeds<br />
<br />
of light alone her body warps &<br />
new to touch another face, no<br />
<br />
mail no sound as in the world<br />
no others unto perfect silence told.<br />
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572<br />
<br />
The day, as lays these seeds beside her<br />
mouth, or open up these legs of light<br />
<br />
and push this muscle up and in, bends,<br />
this open door is open, lets & says to<br />
<br />
go and go again: at eases caught or<br />
out, to lay her down as has the<br />
<br />
air has light between yr eyes the<br />
clock is spinning outer out to hold the<br />
<br />
lines away to pools are rafts alert at<br />
edges caught for suns & lights, this<br />
<br />
slippery lay of love, as, is to seem to<br />
be the terms of life begun at outer<br />
<br />
out beyond the edges pooled like a<br />
mark to signs aloft begins no war<br />
<br />
is shoal & sign the light behind the<br />
door is firm my flesh in hands you<br />
<br />
like to see this flower in my eyes alight.<br />
and hands to say the day is ease to<br />
<br />
shore as songs are made alert beyond<br />
a day to peal as grows and says<br />
<br />
you are as seed & song the lights are<br />
easier down than said to term as<br />
<br />
pool & shine yr eyes are lighted by<br />
a candle in between and greased.<br />
<br />
love, distinct as marked by life and<br />
round around the day is light to see.<br />
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573<br />
<br />
Yr eye as leaves, submit, pool to air<br />
as soar to leap & loaf the red<br />
<br />
lines smooth & sail as into settling.<br />
basket air retrieve yr heart to act,<br />
<br />
as on & seething, roof to eases caught<br />
her body's taxes are opened outer out,<br />
<br />
and leaning further in and into in, we<br />
lose the iron cages, marked in<br />
<br />
wings of dust to scatter full or eat.<br />
blow. Yr heart sustains this light<br />
<br />
and mounted on her back, a horse<br />
is galloped kemmer in yr bonds<br />
<br />
of shallow scenes as works or days<br />
are also love to east or says<br />
<br />
the day is here arrived in wraps<br />
of easier time to hold her in as<br />
<br />
says to hold, unite, the sun created<br />
out of words as winds unwound<br />
<br />
the moving air returns yr heart<br />
is also full the child of the moon<br />
<br />
and grows to tales alert to love as<br />
goes between her eyes, a spot.<br />
<br />
now grow these loops within, and<br />
score the drumming farms to sell, a<br />
<br />
loop of love begun the cold air opens<br />
and lights yr eyes behind the day.<br />
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574<br />
<br />
As into sets away arrived to colors in<br />
the eye begins or pooled astir afloat<br />
<br />
within the means are folded into outer<br />
sails withheld or passed her down the way.<br />
<br />
as into seeming sets the way is air &<br />
light becalmed at the heart & stoned<br />
<br />
by love & light within or pools of sharper<br />
dues are melded onto shores of light.<br />
<br />
as moved yr lines are straight to hold<br />
or tells the rest rests at night the<br />
<br />
lower terms are held to forces turned<br />
like movement in the ways the ship.<br />
<br />
as roof and pole across the day you<br />
are these moons alert and told to<br />
<br />
rest the road is heading out to<br />
shore & song aloft the moon is<br />
<br />
also here to seem the rest is red and<br />
yellow, covered out by lines to<br />
<br />
shell and moon the air is seeming<br />
like these airs are roped the line.<br />
<br />
as mark and sign the day to shore<br />
these lines aloft the rest is sent<br />
<br />
or sentenced out to light between her<br />
eyes, a spot along-among and<br />
<br />
says to hold and turn, as hears<br />
these words and loops around.<br />
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<br />
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575<br />
<br />
Within, egg, hollowed, light, but held to<br />
what there is : there. And on along the<br />
<br />
air returns to say, this, is. And holds to<br />
courses set or settled into seasons turned<br />
<br />
and spoke, wheeled around the air is in<br />
these signs & lines the roof is finished<br />
<br />
are you are : imaged released rainbow hat.<br />
outer in some sails away yr eyes are<br />
<br />
smoothed away to shore & calm the bed<br />
yr slippery passes in the air a moon<br />
<br />
of happier shoes, as yellow into fulsome<br />
moved beneath the head of light to<br />
<br />
love's airs remiss & chain the roses in<br />
the night of breathing children, brothers<br />
<br />
of the dream some stairs within yr goals<br />
of light of lines of love to rhymes the<br />
<br />
propositions sounded into in with some<br />
specific turns to shoal perfume the<br />
<br />
loops recall or calls beyond some hands<br />
are folded outer out again she<br />
<br />
shows this faced alert the mark of <br />
easier days laid by to rest or call<br />
<br />
yr term of signs with some specific<br />
lines no ball but pointed really after<br />
<br />
after loops regain the truth of waters<br />
crossed and after all, the day.<br />
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576<br />
<br />
And termed the work begins and held<br />
the loop away as taken by the heart, to<br />
<br />
lead the others by and by the road some<br />
sudden sun is wrapt afar to senses cast<br />
<br />
by noon the windows break to shelter sold<br />
the domes are bid and spurred by shore<br />
<br />
& song to take or move the door remove<br />
as has to shelf or sudden into<br />
<br />
seasons cast away in motives burst & moved<br />
by sun & season further in to shout<br />
<br />
alert afar away the frozen windows cast<br />
yr movies made by shores to sell the<br />
<br />
roads away to put aside the self to<br />
make these words pursue their dreams<br />
<br />
no sons but held them like these<br />
days to shadow room & sign afar<br />
<br />
as love is lighted from within you<br />
keep the times and signs to hold<br />
<br />
them back and lets the rest go down<br />
but shore & song to base the day<br />
<br />
arrives as has tooled to seem the<br />
moon as rhythms from the heart<br />
<br />
and keep them closer now than<br />
not as goes away and scores the<br />
<br />
signs are made by saying this & this<br />
these days are moving closer to the dream.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
577<br />
<br />
At ends begin these lesser prospects:<br />
light, air, the new way begun affirmed.<br />
<br />
and passing through other lines, makes a<br />
simpler song than holds together here &<br />
<br />
turned like rests away to verbs or lines<br />
the waves are folded out to seem the<br />
<br />
other days like passion housed within the<br />
seed, or mark and term to love the<br />
<br />
roads are left within the air no other,<br />
likes or outer, shoal within the day<br />
<br />
as moved to thorough airs remiss or<br />
chatter in the house no scores revise<br />
<br />
but called to spend yr lines at going, a<br />
cooler lapse removed you are as has<br />
<br />
and let to tell, is moved and farmed<br />
or outer signs remove, you are, and<br />
<br />
sent again in further aims reviewed<br />
in easier days recall or thrust at<br />
<br />
loss revealed to sames and ones, the<br />
body's life is also love's, as lighted<br />
<br />
in these seasons left afar to pool &<br />
shine the day is leap and thrust the<br />
<br />
smaller signs are left around & gathered<br />
in yr hair as loops the old man's<br />
<br />
bitter silences leave me cold, but here<br />
and this I am my self and sung.<br />
<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
578<br />
<br />
As posts alert away to stay the same is<br />
also newer here than not the road as<br />
<br />
cool to lapses outer into seasons waits to<br />
hear you are these lights in marks of ease<br />
<br />
to shore and song the loom of love's own song<br />
is also hard upon the sign we loaf to spool<br />
<br />
and clime of outer others into these recall<br />
the light of term & throng or other days<br />
<br />
are made of movement in the heart alert<br />
to song and day the rest rests in the <br />
<br />
air and met at any point to score these<br />
pools within the open door is also said <br />
<br />
to share these rooms with light the day:<br />
your heart reminds to open days &<br />
<br />
leaves the roses closed to any song but<br />
holds these aims at single terms unite<br />
<br />
in light to time her spaces roofed to <br />
calmer rooms at life the road & boat<br />
<br />
shell. Or any loop without these lessons<br />
from the sea to spin alert along is let<br />
<br />
in single signs his houses domed in air,<br />
as has these leaves are into leaps of<br />
<br />
color in the waves or call to time at<br />
outer others, loom & sign, you are these<br />
<br />
parts of mark to light between the days<br />
arrive & sing as holds these courses in.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
579<br />
<br />
The light before these lines as scan to pool<br />
and time there are some parts alert to<br />
<br />
sheer or further airs bestow as leans<br />
away the farm is further out than not<br />
<br />
or pool to skip yr day at air and line<br />
the moon is also new or hard to tell<br />
<br />
the clean thrust of light would spear these<br />
arms as call recall the firm is also<br />
<br />
light becalmed yr eyes uncross and fold<br />
the time away at morning lined away<br />
<br />
into single shells the light is heard like<br />
seasons pooled between yr time is spoke.<br />
<br />
loop rescind as goes before the storm, like<br />
other days recalled in simpler times are<br />
<br />
new or spent to hold the lines are slippt<br />
you might begin as has to lean away<br />
<br />
as grows as eases out to let to spin among<br />
the other days are met as moved you are<br />
<br />
to spin and move along the time is let<br />
here and here the single air rewind to<br />
<br />
leased particulars within the sails affirm<br />
as goes to spend some words are loom<br />
<br />
resist in love the other day is let to<br />
hold yr lines submit as eases through<br />
<br />
the door and light away to thorough airs<br />
respond and leave her down & down.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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<br />
580<br />
<br />
Lined away, called the time to cooler airs<br />
reviewed in pools persists you are, and<br />
<br />
moved again at terms were shared, instinct<br />
of light your eyes were glazed by doubt,<br />
<br />
at one or two these visits come and go<br />
to forces viewed into terms they went<br />
<br />
for love, perhaps, survived the day at pairs<br />
were sent within the marks to shore<br />
<br />
and calm, or further out within as called.<br />
a friend and mood, or scatters outer domes<br />
<br />
the room was blue and green no tense<br />
but spare the loom is calm to form<br />
<br />
at houses roofed or blown in forward gain<br />
of palace pines to tree and sign yr<br />
<br />
rounded waves are also new to climb<br />
the signs we left behind no notice in<br />
<br />
the city these gray walls grown bare<br />
the hills are brown the end of winter<br />
<br />
hears these sharper lines remove your<br />
arc or leans aside to hear yr name<br />
<br />
and be alone and feed the children in<br />
their mornings one and one again the<br />
<br />
names we have for love as turns the<br />
hand between the light yr eyes are<br />
<br />
left between another song as rope &<br />
chain the heart has flown away.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
581<br />
<br />
As floats between the airs are calm &<br />
day to heart as comes these airs are<br />
<br />
also drawn aside her lips are folded<br />
in and in again the throat of life<br />
<br />
is flooded seed and light, for love to<br />
call along the way and spent to<br />
<br />
time as has, to let these airs becalm the<br />
signs of what is long along the way,<br />
<br />
yr eyes are also new, upraised to silences<br />
another turn to love and drawn aside<br />
<br />
forgotten waves respond and lunge the<br />
flesh is parted like the seas, and<br />
<br />
bird along the road she changed her<br />
body and sang to night their bodies<br />
<br />
etched between the lights & noises:<br />
shore to say you are as loop & chain<br />
<br />
the sink was rocking up and down.<br />
laugh aloud yr tenses fingered in<br />
<br />
the index finger did the job, you said.<br />
or roof to sleep these easier days<br />
<br />
are left to say hello and sign across<br />
the waves of light we are the same<br />
<br />
and mated in the sky to songs the<br />
claims we make together are also<br />
<br />
slipped aside and worn, like day and<br />
night, like rooms we share in love.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
582<br />
<br />
The light arrives above yr eyes resounds<br />
falls the waves are met anew to sounds<br />
<br />
these airs released to shores the days are<br />
loop recalled to sounds and doors are to<br />
<br />
these waves the same seas call to hear<br />
yr name no fish the game is driven in<br />
<br />
to say aloft the moon to say and call<br />
at forms renew or shelter song & name.<br />
<br />
these waves are followed out beyond the sign.<br />
but moves so slowly is hardly seen to<br />
<br />
shadows looped among designs and further<br />
out in love reminds we are the same but<br />
<br />
separate into morning grasped asleep to<br />
rise arise her songs are new begun at<br />
<br />
poles and long along the day you are these<br />
scores reversed but slipped among the days<br />
<br />
the knife went deep no hands but heart<br />
yr glistens eye to eye and made the rest<br />
<br />
arrest or hears to terms unite in feed &<br />
song to leap arrive or call within these<br />
<br />
moons or other ships within as has to time<br />
these days the light arrived like any<br />
<br />
moon revised as has within yr ecstasies<br />
speed and spoon or calls to love at<br />
<br />
light the heart is eye & throng alive<br />
my own in eagles moved between & said.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
583<br />
<br />
Before the light, renew, the year goes<br />
down its diagrams are also new to<br />
<br />
hold for what becomes the air released at<br />
easier forms these terms resolve to air<br />
<br />
at simpler junctures cast below and storm<br />
to heed yr angles looped within resolve.<br />
<br />
or score you are these waves are also wrapt<br />
or seasoned into other lines the day, as<br />
<br />
has : so let, along to linger outer signs are<br />
mood and song at rivers wedged in<br />
<br />
other lines to moons or causes into roof<br />
the air or limit, sharp and sudden, eye<br />
<br />
resounds in love to shatter round and<br />
move within yr heart the same distance<br />
<br />
as lapsed without some airs remiss<br />
these shelves to say you are, and go<br />
<br />
beyond these simpler tones in music is<br />
the calm beginning mind remind the same.<br />
<br />
and feeds his hands with work & light<br />
begins to spill around the floor is sharp<br />
<br />
to say you might belong this call is<br />
said to folds of longitude as calls<br />
<br />
yr mind is scarcely bent between<br />
these calls the heart is said to hold<br />
<br />
at one and one and then again arise<br />
the call is sure & strong, you are, as.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
584<br />
<br />
Comes the day the middle of the air is<br />
also water turned between these days<br />
<br />
of light to time recalled by forces gathered<br />
in between as calls to lines the way of<br />
<br />
light between the marks above, a solid term<br />
for love is moving in the way we sing<br />
<br />
these pools to score as has to loops resists<br />
and smooth the air as has to time<br />
<br />
alert along the way and spoke, you are<br />
to seem to say, below, or pools of light<br />
<br />
from deep within the heart arrived & said<br />
the time you came inside my eye, the<br />
<br />
trees are roasted in the sky; as has.<br />
and moved among yr distances, afar at<br />
<br />
rooms revised to type them out as says<br />
the waves & senses cast between these<br />
<br />
lays of rust, and scored below yr mood<br />
of heavier or shale : the rest is handy.<br />
<br />
but food is made by love, and eaten in<br />
these souls of life, the grains are moved<br />
<br />
by light and eaten in the earth, mounted<br />
into scores the motive sent between yr<br />
<br />
words to hear them one in one as leads<br />
them onto planes of light and says<br />
<br />
repeat them word by word, the longer<br />
terms unite and speak again, you are.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
585<br />
<br />
In air to terms rebound aloft the small<br />
bird rests within these loops of sight, a<br />
<br />
lower day to gray and white resistances:<br />
the open door is also termed among the<br />
<br />
roses, heart and sign the terms recall to<br />
other tunes or stays beneath the charms.<br />
<br />
and held along the airs at polar ice caps<br />
in yr hair, and singing out, the same<br />
<br />
to wait beneath yr arms, blood beaten<br />
in the channels from between as<br />
<br />
stays to angle and sign the time as caught<br />
as moved away and grown alert along<br />
<br />
yr simpler forms, discursive poles are<br />
wrapt among some scores remiss &<br />
<br />
charm aloft and sung throughout to<br />
folded arms resistances are charged<br />
<br />
between some lines & signs the rest is<br />
come along as charms to foal & charge.<br />
<br />
return and hold, at loop the hands are<br />
waving into scenes the marks are leaning<br />
<br />
through her hair, and turned throughout<br />
or waiting down the days are cool<br />
<br />
or moved a loom and bird to words<br />
the nights to slip between & stay at<br />
<br />
modest claims are carried through to<br />
love this light becalmed in yellow.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
586<br />
<br />
Arrived, like light decreased toward simpler<br />
doors would rise before the loop is calm<br />
<br />
in scores like air between yr ears too close<br />
as ships the road is left alert behind<br />
<br />
her marks to hold them down at bay and<br />
long the day to peal as folded back to<br />
<br />
sharper moods the sled resists but calm<br />
roasting in the woods some destiny you are<br />
<br />
as says to make some food or call them back<br />
again in days to rest arrest the hill we<br />
<br />
climbed at other terms unite shares of table<br />
the rooms to sleep in love would lean around<br />
<br />
the time and let for swaying backs begin<br />
toward rooms or lines in bed today was<br />
<br />
left behind the shores of weeds in tires<br />
said the same was roofed or how, and<br />
<br />
mirror combs her hair again, in pulling<br />
forward coils was split again the tube.<br />
<br />
were you short? Or at together simpler<br />
stories laid by easier gains were split<br />
<br />
for lessons grown beyond doubt in sails<br />
or candles elbow into food was laughter<br />
<br />
more natural completion served aloft was<br />
ships were laid affirmed the foreign coins<br />
<br />
renew light for love to come the waves<br />
are parted forward hoisted into coils.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
587<br />
<br />
The day's lights are music, marched at<br />
works for love's beginning in the sign<br />
<br />
to hear as has to terms these hours to<br />
forms or moods and lets them rise.<br />
<br />
for fortune's graces left astir the loop<br />
reminds for outer calm interned a<br />
<br />
further on and swept to ears at<br />
shoals of dust like pastures from<br />
<br />
the times away like furnished light<br />
into spinning waves the heart & <br />
<br />
eye to light from love's wastes, the<br />
rest is let begin to leaps and<br />
<br />
fathoms gone again and music:<br />
air and lines, the food is ready in<br />
<br />
the days for light's lines the heart<br />
or women, who they lead & follow,<br />
<br />
other marks permit like flashes of<br />
some meanings in these ropes of<br />
<br />
set, set & stance, from the rest is<br />
made like life or other signs of<br />
<br />
energy in the air and smoother now<br />
than not, or heavier before and<br />
<br />
sent to terms the same is moved<br />
in growing signs as meets another<br />
<br />
lady in yr dreams the pole is<br />
stiff, she waits to get the dream.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
588<br />
<br />
At numbers cast throughout the day arrives<br />
to senses touched in mornings into<br />
<br />
seasons of work the lines to mark alert<br />
and time these loops resound between<br />
<br />
her legs a spot and known to pulse beyond<br />
the measure of the eye is seen and<br />
<br />
likes to do it in my house she lives to<br />
score these sharper moves along the way<br />
<br />
is ease for doubt to spend: you might<br />
begin to know my pleasure in your<br />
<br />
touch yourself to see is simply for<br />
another act prolonged in pleasures<br />
<br />
said within your hands these airs are<br />
also sung the way you weave these<br />
<br />
fortunes cast by day and lines are<br />
opened closed by saying sooner here<br />
<br />
than not: affirmed the pole and star<br />
has welcome made too easily to<br />
<br />
believe the end is also said to start<br />
in heavier tones the way is seeps<br />
<br />
along & has some marks the moon<br />
and fish are spool to charm with<br />
<br />
any sense or doubt the time is made<br />
and short to sleep yr arms might<br />
<br />
open up the heart at love's lights in<br />
song the rule is made of birds.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-2169710634241021532007-04-21T04:57:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:42:21.740-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book XII|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
589<br />
<br />
And in day's light the sky is moved<br />
by love charged to turn return the<br />
<br />
bird has changed as light this air<br />
is also love's. You are, and formed<br />
<br />
to shoals relies the flying song is<br />
hard to times the music in yr room<br />
<br />
is sometimes quiet, laid by easier days<br />
to move across these lines & airs<br />
<br />
to show these loops within the heart<br />
as general terms restore these<br />
<br />
pastures sent in sentences cast like<br />
air to shelters wove her hand a<br />
<br />
loom of scores in yellow gold in<br />
season light's return the eyes<br />
<br />
are also newer now than not<br />
you are as has between the day<br />
<br />
would hang arrived the edges of<br />
the act are new to hold between<br />
<br />
events and life like space or<br />
charges laid along the patterns<br />
<br />
on the floor yr heart has had<br />
this food and welcome frames<br />
<br />
the door is opened out in life's<br />
own beauty : fished at streams<br />
<br />
and friends arouse the day arrived<br />
in tones to sing aloud yr name.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
590<br />
<br />
The mood of air is filled with light<br />
today the random spirals fold around<br />
<br />
and love is distant work to be fulfilled<br />
in scores reversed to shores regains<br />
<br />
the words are easier here than not, or<br />
poled to fools like easier dues than<br />
<br />
paid. But hard along the line some<br />
shoals are new or not, but hold<br />
<br />
in what is here to lesser days affirm.<br />
you are, and left alone without<br />
<br />
these names of duty, one and one<br />
again is moved to tell alert to<br />
<br />
doubt erased and on along the way<br />
you might bespeak these dues for<br />
<br />
saying how the door was opened into<br />
seasons set by leaving what is<br />
<br />
solitary in the heart is still there still,<br />
of course, and fish still leave me<br />
<br />
old and wandering in my heart alone<br />
by signs for telling who I am I see<br />
<br />
then said again in what is here to<br />
say the door is still the same and<br />
<br />
opened out to loose these claims in<br />
tight rows spent by anything to<br />
<br />
move and make these waves subside<br />
alert alone along, love's light bright.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
591<br />
<br />
These lines, the distances of night are<br />
cast between the days of life, called<br />
<br />
to heal the mountain's walls and chimes.<br />
but short, shift, airs between the way,<br />
<br />
and hard along the trail, within described<br />
the same time traveled out and holds<br />
<br />
the line at acts revealed unfolds & stops:<br />
the same and moves until we stop or<br />
<br />
hold in time remiss or claimed to shoal<br />
this fish in scores reversed it is to help<br />
<br />
we flash around and send it back to see<br />
that what is also there is sent anew in<br />
<br />
seasons caught by something laid to rest<br />
and climb the ropes & senses curled<br />
<br />
to looms her hand is wove, evoked, a<br />
purl of steam the other days decide<br />
<br />
to be the same or moved within commune<br />
and let the rest go by as has to time<br />
<br />
what sends us down in reasons set or<br />
pealed for forward days review to seem<br />
<br />
would leave the rooms and lights from<br />
underneath these ropes are bound but<br />
<br />
broken into love resumed the same way<br />
sends us in and stays to hear is<br />
<br />
let between these lights and pines, at<br />
shells of easier pools remit & stare.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
592<br />
<br />
Your eyes are spoke in light between the<br />
days we meet in silence seen again at<br />
<br />
senses let to terms renew my own airs<br />
for love to meet these signs for love again.<br />
<br />
and not perhaps alone, the master spoke,<br />
and then again, a friend is met as has<br />
<br />
these dreams precise for sailing out would<br />
say or not hear my time to sing alert<br />
<br />
beyond the edges of the light's center is<br />
smoothed for music in yr body, lines<br />
<br />
of simpler moods released, eye'd slick yr<br />
breasts for pleasure's naked posts, held<br />
<br />
by moods of easier scores reversed in sign<br />
to leave together here and here again<br />
<br />
is slipped away and met with eases<br />
looped within the frames the heart<br />
<br />
is patient, then, and would around the<br />
light begun in pools resound to food<br />
<br />
as private taught the flesh of love is sea<br />
and song and lays her back to slide<br />
<br />
apart or touch them in & inner truth<br />
increased sensations build a house<br />
<br />
for life and passion, who we are to<br />
be these lines between the day the<br />
<br />
same and meet you in some silence<br />
touch and touch again the light. . . .<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
593<br />
<br />
What touched the light is also new in<br />
hands extend the day as loves: at sign<br />
<br />
the roles reverse to slip within yr lights<br />
to heavier signs of aloft whose world is<br />
<br />
laid by times for seasons in between to<br />
say the lines are drawn away by loops<br />
<br />
regard and polish: for and sum the pool<br />
like love behind and said to wait as says<br />
<br />
across the sea you lead this self alert<br />
to follow friends in scenes laid by or lifts<br />
<br />
the mood of offering one and one below at<br />
polar caps as has the day is set by<br />
<br />
plan & throng to play it through the eases<br />
of the time: as waits the terms unfold in<br />
<br />
seasons said perhaps arrives to what is<br />
marked accepted by the same game<br />
<br />
played by others short advice unwelcome<br />
blindness simpler polished by the wait.<br />
<br />
simple laughter unexplained the morning's<br />
meditations not the same but hears these<br />
<br />
voices disbelief is said to be a virtue, or<br />
confidence the lesson of release, he said.<br />
<br />
but midnight voices calm the anxious seas,<br />
and let these dreams unfold as dreamed,<br />
<br />
and love is made to light the heart and<br />
meet the woman inside smoke for life.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
594<br />
<br />
Makes a way within worlds, these houses are<br />
in moods the same lines are told by time<br />
<br />
to meet at hours left behind she spreads<br />
to target: light among the days are slippt<br />
<br />
between, as has forward airs resumed a<br />
long line worn aside, perhaps she'll give<br />
<br />
me pleasure; scored between her legs, a<br />
spot, to let some waves becalm the<br />
<br />
heart, as touched and sung in seas<br />
are wet to say the time is eased to<br />
<br />
hold, like light lines love's: yr eyes at<br />
shoals resist in any terms you have<br />
<br />
these days to sleep you are: backed out<br />
smoothed by handy ships are b aerthed<br />
<br />
yr darkness taut and flying, but lerased<br />
for meetings dreamed and met, she<br />
<br />
drives the walls away, the physical<br />
body in the curls of passion made by<br />
<br />
image into some renewal of the light<br />
and comes again to see my eye at<br />
<br />
poles apart up:raised the flags & pins<br />
of aces cool to ship away the air<br />
<br />
of days is loom & charm the rest is<br />
said affirms to lean back and open<br />
<br />
up her flesh like fingers making breath<br />
a face perhaps is smiling light & song.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
595<br />
<br />
As terms unite, thorough and begun, align<br />
and mill these forms persuade her into<br />
<br />
saying now or now: the score, and then alone<br />
in dreaming from the virgin sum and pool<br />
<br />
like light diving through the days we move<br />
these mountains seeming set and sign<br />
<br />
the war begins again, and straight the way<br />
to say we are these rooms of air the<br />
<br />
rest becomes whatever leans across & holds<br />
among the doors & waves to sea & song<br />
<br />
approached in light the touch & clears<br />
away old marks to towers leaped at<br />
<br />
fool & charge aloft, alert, away and<br />
through the drift of air : remiss along<br />
<br />
to be the name one hears in senses sad<br />
perhaps, but love arrives again the door<br />
<br />
you have inside your eyes is loose or<br />
folded outer out resigns and hears a<br />
<br />
looser door begin affirm to thorough<br />
ties the daze of light today has a<br />
<br />
sharper window etched within your<br />
lowered voice to husk & shim astir<br />
<br />
the moths are flattered easier open now<br />
than lessons from the room we share<br />
<br />
and going home and staying now or not<br />
a day arrives and long along the way.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
596<br />
<br />
Loop restore, endures retreat a cheer<br />
you have a score as settled into light,<br />
<br />
on the bed affirm moved scene lays her down<br />
again she rode me up inside her legs were<br />
<br />
folded back like wings again the moon is light<br />
inside the leaves the table flipped around &<br />
<br />
settled rope & snare to say some drawls to<br />
airs remiss & sleep to hear some days are<br />
<br />
light between some seasons tongue & hand<br />
to say "adrift" and spin the roses back<br />
<br />
and back again the same old job is tool & charm<br />
another stand is wrapped like dinner sent<br />
<br />
for forward pulling out the rest rests form<br />
& sign: foam meant stir fries slippery at<br />
<br />
the door is sea-salt motive charm, or air<br />
like nests of seaweed roof to sail away in<br />
<br />
easier pulls her hand on rocks to spray is<br />
drunk perhaps in groans & side to turn at<br />
<br />
screws a lot and has to say alert worms to<br />
straw movies clipped abstract nouns emplaced<br />
<br />
within the flesh ands folded back the mountain<br />
oar and charges laid like bombs the flags<br />
<br />
are also televised to seem toward restive<br />
letters sent awry and moving back, perhaps,<br />
<br />
another charm derives to simpler doors review<br />
and says love : light the day the same, into.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
597<br />
<br />
In, your lines arrive to day and love<br />
the maiden is return to light the shore<br />
<br />
and call across to hear the senses rise<br />
arrive in names & seasons touch alive<br />
<br />
and sing across t he bridge to meet her<br />
after seeing how she showed her breasts.<br />
<br />
and says alert alive aloft the moon is<br />
wept perhaps alone but hears within<br />
<br />
life's blood rising how she sees me in the<br />
air and met to term renew the flood of<br />
<br />
light between yr legs as split and tongued,<br />
hands between yr eyes & seen to be<br />
<br />
the same is said to be the center of the<br />
sign, as love is made among the rooms<br />
<br />
we share as one in one again she holds<br />
apart these waves of light arose to<br />
<br />
say a song yr ears were set along to<br />
shores becalm the day is light to seas<br />
<br />
the roosts of maidens sheltered out in<br />
wanting to be one of these peculiar beings<br />
<br />
laid by hands affirmed yr self renew<br />
or held by love the earth perhaps a<br />
<br />
mystery called to see & hold, I like yr<br />
energy, breasts are larger touched yrself<br />
<br />
is good for me to have you in my bed<br />
the heart's eye and lighted into life again.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
598<br />
<br />
Across the plains and into seasons sent<br />
by what is in my heart, and seen at<br />
<br />
lines among these others, qualified by light<br />
the simpler terms are made by time and<br />
<br />
love to be the powers laid by hands & signs<br />
to fold without or lie along the road to<br />
<br />
loops recalled by some begun in red and<br />
yellow airs the days are said to be these<br />
<br />
things of life and motive: Scored with ease<br />
the movies in the hands to dance her<br />
<br />
shores and songs the way of light and sons<br />
the modest forms are held in love and<br />
<br />
made across their mines & shrines, they<br />
hold to what is also there between the<br />
<br />
skies and kinds of others, peoples of the<br />
mountain, cities of the mind are also<br />
<br />
something new to say you are; as<br />
has, so let, along-among return &<br />
<br />
passion, she'll be my song again in<br />
something rests like air or light, and<br />
<br />
slide behind her body, wing and throne,<br />
the pheasant-song of worship, in dome<br />
<br />
and bed, another pair of breasts in play <br />
for what is there and spun like moons<br />
<br />
of love, eye sharp this loom in queen &<br />
bond to slide the season's sun in light.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
599<br />
<br />
At term & sign he spoke the waves of<br />
light renewed in easier pushes of the<br />
<br />
day aligned in senses cast alert beyond<br />
the marks of light within the line and<br />
<br />
called by life the same air set in smoother<br />
pools of shell and loom to words are met:<br />
<br />
your call and tome but they leave their<br />
bodies undefined and part their waves<br />
<br />
with greasy hands, the eye and tongue are<br />
unredeemed but push the rest in goat<br />
<br />
and flower, Eagle to son, and flown.<br />
but the mail is late and sometimes<br />
<br />
not at all a catalog the old man<br />
dying in his bottle to let him go with<br />
<br />
-out sympathy is no crime but calm to<br />
signs the days are also waves of<br />
<br />
light between her legs the name of<br />
love to touch the sign & call in<br />
<br />
pleasure's gasps, beloved, you are<br />
also risen up the spine, alternate<br />
<br />
days release the foam and see yr<br />
song my own I'll meet you in the<br />
<br />
light in mountains marked by some<br />
beginning where we sail beyond<br />
<br />
these loops of time and call aloud<br />
for fire to bite these laws alert.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
600<br />
<br />
Left alone. And chose, perhaps, tactic<br />
and charm, the same score pressed out.<br />
<br />
nothing relieves silence, withdrawn to solitude<br />
and the eye released its seeds are heart<br />
<br />
and song, but leafed out, spun in tense &<br />
long between these airs permit some calm,<br />
<br />
perhaps, but let these airs alone and held<br />
by time and easier doors are closed in<br />
<br />
pool or song. Folded outer out, loom &<br />
charm you are as has to scenes of light,<br />
<br />
the other airs withdraw, retrench & hold,<br />
there are no songs within today and<br />
<br />
love is left in dreams the body's clips<br />
are scored, not failure but distinction;<br />
<br />
the terms are made of easier terms in<br />
angry slams the door he came afraid<br />
<br />
to ask the matter: let these pools collapse<br />
their weight too heavy, but made of<br />
<br />
anything at all they heard some songs<br />
in silences moved to paint the walls or<br />
<br />
cut up trees and halls of light resound,<br />
it does not mask or shatter, code of light<br />
<br />
and eases let to stay apart, perhaps, &<br />
move among the doors & walls alone,<br />
<br />
the clear signs left by life's unfolding, slid<br />
or scooped, cool and spoke, whatever works.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
601<br />
<br />
As goes between the lines and presses back<br />
to pleasure's pressures in the heart, no<br />
<br />
airs are calm again or turned to outer<br />
claims within the sails of light for any<br />
<br />
sleep she waits affirmed and let by love<br />
to seem the same as has in signs the<br />
<br />
time is moved in any hands the same you<br />
are or met in simpler diagrams would<br />
<br />
score some acts are marked within to be<br />
the loops of wind within as has the<br />
<br />
oars are moving here and there again in<br />
terms are marked by something said<br />
<br />
to hold asway to scoop these lines and<br />
say her body seems to be awake, &<br />
<br />
hears some words without their names<br />
as sent between her legs, a spot or<br />
<br />
time to tongue and hand, the fingers<br />
spread these folds of flesh to slide<br />
<br />
within and let these pleasures last in <br />
dreams together laid to eyes and marks<br />
<br />
the door is open to some time to be the<br />
plans of life, and empty out the mind<br />
<br />
to hear the body's life as met in songs<br />
are made from what we do to rest<br />
<br />
along the way as met and gone along<br />
the way alone, and left again to see.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
602<br />
<br />
Returns the empty city and holds between<br />
the open lines affirmed her body's time &<br />
<br />
seasons fecund outer out to stall for eye<br />
and song, the breasts of life's becoming<br />
<br />
hard and soft the same way open at the<br />
end and heals some others easier songs<br />
<br />
his letter says my dreams are right, atunes<br />
to patterns held away alert begun to say<br />
<br />
the rest rests in between her legs, a spot<br />
removed, but says she'll die divorced alone<br />
<br />
too long to be alone again, should pity her,<br />
perhaps, and let them be whatever energies<br />
<br />
can run above the spine and halo out to<br />
seem to be the tongue of light my ears<br />
<br />
are covered by her legs, and folded back,<br />
she shows her pleasure's finger, in & in<br />
<br />
again, the round flesh rises falls & sighs<br />
a smile, greased. We had it snaked around<br />
<br />
a week ago, and on my back, I climbed <br />
her eye, then sweat the rhythm of love,<br />
<br />
and left again, perhaps the last lasts<br />
in time becomes an image to peruse, it<br />
<br />
doesn't slip away, but says to dream<br />
the children on my bed are seeing what<br />
<br />
is there, the light before the day's works<br />
and then begun again, the season full.<br />
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<br />
603<br />
<br />
The mass of other shadows feeding on light.<br />
eye dream her season, undefend, roof.<br />
<br />
dream-settled questions asked together, boys<br />
are and seen but quest no further, scene.<br />
<br />
frosty paths alone but feeding the heart &<br />
staying cool below the terms unite to ease<br />
<br />
perhaps at home some distance room and<br />
chime becomes the same airs recalled<br />
<br />
by lines arrived into scene and dream at<br />
shoal the rhythm called by signs the<br />
<br />
rest to seem within the season where she<br />
hears to souls resist the feeding of<br />
<br />
the fish, and hold alone along, I guess<br />
vernacular truth the lessons of the weak,<br />
<br />
or stars between the pain estranged at<br />
work would be a home or reason in<br />
<br />
the scheme of lights resumed; where love?<br />
or are you at orange and red<br />
<br />
no trips you say, to hold and feed<br />
yr self for being in the waves of<br />
<br />
what is there beside the thought is also<br />
heard hard as says you are and let<br />
<br />
she spooled my life I got it back &<br />
let love go to light ort made the<br />
<br />
best of what came by, the heart its<br />
names to soothe & sing along affirmed.<br />
<br />
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<br />
604<br />
<br />
Becomes an issue, feeding self & other,<br />
as has, to terms unite away & soon.<br />
<br />
enough, they rest, at work to scene &<br />
song you are enough to be the rest<br />
<br />
in dreams to go too far, or wait in<br />
eases wrests control away as looms<br />
<br />
the thoughts and acts from doors or<br />
walls this flesh the world's body<br />
<br />
is caught in habit strung out along<br />
the air or let them down, is told<br />
<br />
they lead them sense & song to heal<br />
the way is let along the day or<br />
<br />
poled affirmed the moon is made<br />
of light & shadow, in her mouth<br />
<br />
these seeds are also words to say<br />
alone. We are among these rooms<br />
<br />
and caught by what we do, thrown<br />
back alert they hold in what is<br />
<br />
said or done: as waits along the<br />
road too easy not to say what<br />
<br />
holds the scores within unspoke at<br />
outer calls to hold them back<br />
<br />
as says alert the rest is made to<br />
seem to hold the day is light,<br />
<br />
where love becomes a swaying pole<br />
of light erect & thrust the wet.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
605<br />
<br />
Set in time to terms unite & stop, strong<br />
to air these visions sung along the way<br />
<br />
as met the blood's inherencies, looped red<br />
& mounted birds are flown signs called<br />
<br />
& measured, due the shore its proper limit.<br />
held apart, her legs are drawn apart,<br />
<br />
the flower of light is also love's due, to<br />
see the rooms of air becalmed in smooth<br />
<br />
lines cast and seen to leave the days at<br />
throng to sail among these bodies, roof<br />
<br />
& wall, some flesh is smiled through the<br />
window, eyes did not leave me, held;<br />
<br />
the heart arises in its springing forth to<br />
marks within the term of life receding.<br />
<br />
or what you will, or won't; and banked<br />
upon her pleasure, not even named,<br />
<br />
but quests this lady made among a<br />
meeting by the way of passing through<br />
<br />
passion's times are also new arrived,<br />
at house perhaps they call at night<br />
<br />
in senses drawn to visit, lady into<br />
woman's other sighs as drawn<br />
<br />
apart & shot within those dream<br />
seeds will call the day the same<br />
<br />
and live among the doors & waves<br />
of what is here to be the same.<br />
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<br />
<br />
606<br />
<br />
Sent at night's begun to sleep alert<br />
yr eyes & tales are said to be, to:<br />
<br />
as said and skipped the memory of light<br />
is also said to be the same lines met<br />
<br />
in scores reviewed to sleep & wake the heart<br />
or sails in rooms of time, where love is<br />
<br />
made un-met the slope of time is also seen.<br />
you are, and then the day begins to<br />
<br />
seem within as has, in scenes the tiger's<br />
tale would change direction to this<br />
<br />
straight line of joy : the garden sings to<br />
stay in seasons lined along the day<br />
<br />
affirmed yr. heavier shoals of light &<br />
unimportant in the lays of particle &<br />
<br />
song she weaves the body's lights &<br />
songs to slide repeat unwelcome his<br />
<br />
noisy notes aloft the means of space<br />
slipped between her legs and left to<br />
<br />
seed and sing the queen's own body<br />
is made of light yr names and<br />
<br />
times are made the same as stops<br />
to mark a day like this and seems<br />
<br />
of words to cooler scenes the open mood<br />
would score the pools of light and<br />
<br />
come around in time or season the<br />
ocean calls to smell her open life.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
607<br />
<br />
Ideas out, the body's lines hold, intern,<br />
and all along the day, his easy food.<br />
<br />
turns and goes away, another portrait of<br />
the waves of light which come from here.<br />
<br />
or into seeing settles simpler : in blue<br />
or green a day would settle through<br />
<br />
some posts alert to speak as spoke in<br />
forms alert repeat the faces reading<br />
<br />
how she hangs them off her chest and<br />
sleeps within the roses are some claims<br />
<br />
remove away to sail into love arrived<br />
by time recall & void outer other has<br />
<br />
cancels driven down to call between<br />
the rooms are marked begun and said<br />
<br />
to call into saying thus & moved along<br />
as peels the roof would seem to be<br />
<br />
the paths of light becalmed from saying<br />
or cools the gasps are sent to day<br />
<br />
or not and tensed intense to hold to<br />
easier dues the single flesh is laid<br />
<br />
to go beyond as has and lets them<br />
go to what is there in songs the day<br />
<br />
is spoke to rhythm looped around his <br />
doors are open out or moved in days<br />
<br />
to love recall the move & charm from<br />
centered in the body's light, another eye.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
608<br />
<br />
And lines among the same, as recall &<br />
throng, more carefully, perhaps, renews to<br />
<br />
light and move to shoal her fishing eye<br />
to eye in some particular rooms he<br />
<br />
goes to madness in some shallow waves<br />
of penguins sleeping in their flesh and<br />
<br />
warming out the seasons air & song again<br />
they lay among the times for love as one<br />
<br />
and made of work the calculations are<br />
not just, and what falls shy is this:<br />
<br />
the juggler at the park and caution in<br />
the ways of light to seem they are<br />
<br />
as let becalmed at privacies seen to<br />
dream aloud on trips they take<br />
<br />
together but not shared the face<br />
she gives to love in standard calls<br />
<br />
the bird his eases feathers on aloft<br />
the same words come across and<br />
<br />
sail away no hands too simple here<br />
but fingered out the body's eye<br />
<br />
would calm or skim the top for staples.<br />
let it goad or flash too deep at<br />
<br />
single claims designed of syllable, or<br />
bulls at board the heads are loose<br />
<br />
for youth, and eye her pleasures<br />
made unconscious in those pools today.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
609<br />
<br />
Loop recall return: as has, let.<br />
through & sent, said, released<br />
<br />
deliver this approach the great is<br />
held within & seeds the ground<br />
<br />
of some beginning in the air & met<br />
to fools relive the pass of sense<br />
<br />
in airs remiss & calm, the acid<br />
swims these blood-streams up &<br />
<br />
blows the top to sing aloft the<br />
bird his head is dreams for<br />
<br />
cooler times leaving air & smells<br />
her body sweat at night no<br />
<br />
spasm pleased but left a moon<br />
so nearly full & climbs the bed<br />
<br />
alone at last within the town<br />
where children fill the stairs<br />
<br />
& signs of neighbors, dispassioned<br />
and calling out one to one as<br />
<br />
says these names are never new<br />
but clipped the airs are said<br />
<br />
in scenes arrived you are his<br />
friends will stop & sign the<br />
<br />
waves of light yr eyes emit<br />
even love is said to lean forward<br />
<br />
and enter in behind yr tubes are<br />
lighted in and spoke, she'll come.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
610<br />
<br />
Eases wandered home to home is<br />
set between as has to seem & scene<br />
<br />
her songs are cautious, & who am eye to<br />
scam her lines are also thrown away<br />
<br />
in airs the heart resounds alive as has<br />
to score relief is settled out the life<br />
<br />
of light before the day some friends are<br />
few perhaps along as has to say, you<br />
<br />
sign at love begins within to say the<br />
light in twins to shallow doors the light<br />
<br />
is love's due becalmed where seems at<br />
poles the loop resist, hears or sailed<br />
<br />
the easier moons and spun between as<br />
has to let below the numbers spoke to<br />
<br />
slip between her legs some reels & calls<br />
like scores at sheep or blue movies in<br />
<br />
the heart in seven loafs to wait away<br />
the sun as pealed the roof & chain<br />
<br />
in letters called to say as halt to lame<br />
the deer in fetters seen along as wrote<br />
<br />
for warnings said the work and soul<br />
from eye as let from simpler pools<br />
<br />
the open days from transit : love's<br />
angle is less acute, a silly roof, her face<br />
<br />
to seem to pretty eyes as slop & pear a<br />
motive calls and roasts them doors alert.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
611<br />
<br />
As goes below to hold this flesh affirm<br />
and go to plunging; the rest is said<br />
<br />
before as has between and clouds the<br />
words for love are sparse to sail<br />
<br />
the seasons wet and proper but install<br />
to heavier angles torn alert the same<br />
<br />
is village scene to have within the third<br />
time around the couplet rings to move,<br />
<br />
or spoke this school is out and let<br />
the basket pushed across to seem to<br />
<br />
be her bracelets weaving turned around<br />
behind or grabbed by ears & said<br />
<br />
the moonlight from the window left<br />
him sad to stay alone or watch the<br />
<br />
light to be the same was roughed-out<br />
by the time begins or holds the trail<br />
<br />
the world's renounced for music in<br />
the trees the same or has to say to<br />
<br />
this to be alight and spun in terms<br />
begun to song he went the mountain<br />
<br />
in the trees to see them through the<br />
light as has, so let : and mood to<br />
<br />
move the same way spoke at terms<br />
the ring is curled around or sailed<br />
<br />
alert away and calls the rest to be<br />
between the days and nights of time.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
612<br />
<br />
To scenes review as holds her by<br />
the ears and settles down to rest.<br />
<br />
or calls between again as settled into seas<br />
the brown-red weavings float alert to<br />
<br />
scores reversed as has the movies are not<br />
seen but looped around as leans the day<br />
<br />
is light delivered love is made to seem the<br />
rest is said the time is moved to stay to<br />
<br />
say you are an sits beneath the light<br />
and thrown aside the rest is said to be<br />
<br />
as said to be in love the sun shd see<br />
or swim among the rocks crevice<br />
<br />
her open eyes to seem within the<br />
same to be along the way as has to<br />
<br />
let along yr waves of light as sea to song<br />
the same is let between her eyes a spot<br />
<br />
would shore within this soup of airs recall<br />
where signs along the way are sent in<br />
<br />
moods recalm to senses drift in oar<br />
they would beseam aloft there spent as<br />
<br />
sum without as held the rope or shoal<br />
his house is bagged to fail perhaps they<br />
<br />
load it out along the shore to bursts<br />
<br />
of light the rest rests to heal them out at<br />
junctures throng to blow they leave again<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
613<br />
<br />
Corners turned alert the room is<br />
part and song she comes at night<br />
<br />
within the moon of songs they send<br />
along the waves of light becalmed in<br />
<br />
easier dues remind along as has to<br />
seem within as speaks to others<br />
<br />
far away they seem to leave along<br />
what calls to send or hear the oars<br />
<br />
have cracked the loops among some<br />
pleasures thrown by signs to score<br />
<br />
loop and sign in posts recalled<br />
at roof the day is opened out in<br />
<br />
calls revealed by road and room<br />
to other offer into seasons sent<br />
<br />
by works or charms within; as has<br />
to seem within these eyes are<br />
<br />
held among these roofs and walls<br />
to load the days and nights of<br />
<br />
life to sails away the room is here <br />
and spoke at other offers, love<br />
<br />
is made a dance by light her<br />
eyes and says to go beyond the<br />
<br />
city here is spoke within yr names<br />
of light to speak again and<br />
<br />
hear: as says you are to move<br />
along the way no pool but love.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
614 <br />
<br />
Resumed to air as calm to seem to<br />
be alert between the days are moved<br />
<br />
it is the same to hold alone in what<br />
there is to do in light along the way.<br />
<br />
held between the waves to pool the same<br />
as says this and more to seem is<br />
<br />
said to meet within as has the day<br />
along inside or leaps affirms, to stay.<br />
<br />
and in the day, asleep to say, along<br />
as sails between her eyes, a spot<br />
<br />
is mark & throng the folds of light<br />
in seams of cloth released like time,<br />
<br />
or scores the roof to pool without, a<br />
looser sky is held by light to leaf<br />
<br />
or throng, and keeps these eyes away<br />
to movies laid in pool or scoop, you<br />
<br />
lean before these easier times in some<br />
relief as has along and set, by ears<br />
<br />
to pools of light, revolved, in love to<br />
mark or leap the cooler moon is<br />
<br />
said revived in wires heated out at<br />
junctures cast alert would be the rest<br />
<br />
of life's own fragrances, schooled to<br />
doubt relief and angle has the time<br />
<br />
for marks of any light in bodies laid<br />
by hands or says again, you are.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
615<br />
<br />
<br />
Aloft and turn, they call the same<br />
signs indicate, as what is there is<br />
<br />
in some songs released to light a<br />
day in some propriety leafed before<br />
<br />
the day to let in scenes the small<br />
success as calls aloud and scores<br />
<br />
this air becalms the hearts waves<br />
and also sails away his ears to<br />
<br />
leaf red and outer calls the day<br />
as has, they seem the roof is moved<br />
<br />
by sharper eases slips away in<br />
mountains cast alert the roof to<br />
<br />
seal some movies loop and chain<br />
or over sails by times remove<br />
<br />
to dust alert perhaps in some<br />
motive senses laid explosive at<br />
<br />
receipt or seed in love as drives<br />
between the mountains rough &<br />
<br />
central, he is not always left discrete<br />
but pushed away and rode the<br />
<br />
mountains down the trails within<br />
and left these signs to read the<br />
<br />
mix of what is there for simpler<br />
languages where the air is calm<br />
<br />
you slip these wedges down and<br />
peel her layers back for what there is.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
616<br />
<br />
Arrive, spring. Scene into light, the rest<br />
becomes also light the room has<br />
<br />
ss goes between to other days recall,<br />
or spoke; to thorough light you are,<br />
<br />
love's new grace arise the fear to shock<br />
the spirit from its sleep would clear<br />
<br />
the air of rolls his voices heed the call<br />
from form designs and into moon<br />
<br />
alert to seem alive these heroes are<br />
some specific duty, reverence calls the<br />
<br />
noises left alert they feel desire<br />
from the body's inner substances a<br />
<br />
clear light suffused by warmth, blood<br />
between yr ears is also spoke to<br />
<br />
air resumed in clear moves to say<br />
begin the air is also new in ears<br />
<br />
and would you say, the rest is<br />
said, begin, arrive, arise to seal the<br />
<br />
marks within you know these are<br />
the days we have in moods recall<br />
<br />
what feeding out yr dues are paid<br />
what scores the moon is laid again<br />
<br />
and rest erect she bounces up & down<br />
and comes to sweat the lesson of the<br />
<br />
upper hand, and ruled by light to<br />
say again, begin, spin this air around.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
617<br />
<br />
Turned along the day, or seems alive, the<br />
light describes another mood, for calm<br />
<br />
or pasture, leaving in the time for it<br />
to lean across some smoother pole<br />
<br />
they clean some air retrieved alone to<br />
call along the journey ease of light a<br />
<br />
sign of love begun : or slipped, or<br />
thrown aside, these are bodies left<br />
<br />
by love anew in forms decide to<br />
sail away infirm his catches let<br />
<br />
endured in powers strong amid the<br />
chatter's fume to spill them out<br />
<br />
again is spoke or pooled by sight<br />
we score among our presences.<br />
<br />
hold tight, and springing out, a<br />
body sways to light recalled<br />
<br />
at shallow airs revived from death,<br />
but cooled to what is known a<br />
<br />
newer space for words to live the<br />
way from light and charms at<br />
<br />
motive cast or spins in senses, door<br />
and charm respond for easier days<br />
<br />
and looped around, another cooler <br />
sign, a whistle train, perhaps, and<br />
<br />
says again, enough, or moves the<br />
forest into sharper focus, leaning.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
618<br />
<br />
As stays the same inside the circle.<br />
silent edges clustered, pools decide<br />
<br />
the room becomes the world, you<br />
would say these words aloud, &<br />
<br />
dream the other days her breasts were<br />
drawn across yr face, and pleased<br />
<br />
it was the moon arrived to seed<br />
the song: you are, and hung above<br />
<br />
the sky, alleged by form the heart<br />
is also wove or poor to shining<br />
<br />
lairs retreat or held the food in<br />
single loops, or light & love the<br />
<br />
same, spare, perhaps, or left by<br />
what was fortune in some lairs<br />
<br />
recalled to hear or go ahead at<br />
anything else is laid by time<br />
<br />
her waves are parted-out and<br />
left to move across the day at<br />
<br />
love begins to lay around, or heave<br />
the bugs away for dreams this<br />
<br />
season where the light begins, as<br />
pool and skim the ladies with regard,<br />
<br />
or walk around the moon again, yr<br />
works are left behind, and force<br />
<br />
to lay this gift alert behind to<br />
drive her down along behind, flame.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
619<br />
<br />
In sign recall as scene to sleep<br />
arise, the darkness into light is<br />
<br />
said along the room away in love<br />
is spoke from voice to heart, and<br />
<br />
in between her days, a play of time<br />
to be the life as has one song in<br />
<br />
loft as air from further eases left<br />
along the waves of heat within the<br />
<br />
light before words have gloss & term<br />
unites among these airs review<br />
<br />
some horns are blown-out, trail<br />
and mean blows this wind to<br />
<br />
shore this range of faults depends<br />
for passion ease the floor away<br />
<br />
to stand perhaps resumed dreams <br />
have cloth forgets the roof<br />
<br />
his palms are searched you are<br />
to let as spoke the day is<br />
<br />
left astir would shake the root <br />
within you calls these doors alert<br />
<br />
to seem the same is laid down<br />
and opened up to love's hand;<br />
<br />
would call along and release to<br />
something, colors in the room are<br />
<br />
love, the light between yr legs is<br />
open, shine to line and spoke.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
620<br />
<br />
Moved by heat inside the light inside<br />
drives up, opens out, the top, head<br />
<br />
of it, holed-out to letters written<br />
in a rushed pleasure of speech, and<br />
<br />
left along the side beside the same<br />
air trembling forward hearing, eye &<br />
<br />
song the same moon reveals around<br />
would scatter in the flown shore<br />
<br />
yr name or drove established to<br />
sound her heart is broken, again.<br />
<br />
but turned around, the back door<br />
looped to calls the same day, a<br />
<br />
letter ships these oars aloft, wings<br />
from another sign, or dreamed a<br />
<br />
sea of time in love begun at the<br />
verge and lime to pool yr life<br />
<br />
in something hard against the wood<br />
as fired out the flesh is left<br />
<br />
at softer terms for what is there<br />
between yr legs and sentenced<br />
<br />
sharp below the top yr head its<br />
holes are wrapt in light to<br />
<br />
send the roses into day or light<br />
the same day weather plumbed<br />
<br />
and seeds between the signs are<br />
looped recall to sharper shores.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
621<br />
<br />
Has or let, beyond yr flower rises<br />
into moon or sentence skipped to<br />
<br />
shores becalmed at rest these smaller<br />
differences. Loop and chain, the rest<br />
<br />
as holds along and waits nowhere, at<br />
all. To turn the line's end, stop, &<br />
<br />
let the room go bare, the children<br />
wait at home, wherever sent and<br />
<br />
right to see the rest as says, you<br />
are, and smoked the light is in<br />
<br />
the year as love's, and due a<br />
shorter reparation, in nothing is<br />
<br />
this layer moved by time within<br />
your days and nights without<br />
<br />
a friend is right, perhaps reminds<br />
of space, or lame to night, to<br />
<br />
words they are these songs within<br />
the sphere of action, repeat, action,<br />
<br />
and stop to push away, away, &<br />
hold them down to eat and work<br />
<br />
some more; each day produces light,<br />
and works to love you dream at<br />
<br />
night, wrestling cock and bed around<br />
the world they dry aloud for more,<br />
<br />
but leaves the rest restrained in<br />
gentlenesse, his favors cast aloft.<br />
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622<br />
<br />
Rides above the line, comes between<br />
her eyes, or in behind, as has the<br />
<br />
rope and pool the same day says a<br />
lot is gained in ground the loaf<br />
<br />
is spent or waived to shoals of<br />
light the roof to send some signs<br />
<br />
are slipped by any lines the moon is<br />
marked at Eagle's landing day &<br />
<br />
day again for love's angles in the<br />
body penetrated hand and pole:<br />
<br />
would skip where proper, she on<br />
top and bouncing light between<br />
<br />
her legs is spot and charm, the<br />
tent is opened out from flesh<br />
<br />
revived or spoke, and yes in light<br />
the body's angles on the table<br />
<br />
legs apart and driven in behind<br />
the dream is trunk and foal, at<br />
<br />
roses spun like patterns from the<br />
heart to go around the corner<br />
<br />
is also said by lines alert, before<br />
as moved along the waves apart<br />
<br />
would clear these times arrived<br />
another visit from the queen's own<br />
<br />
body late at night, perhaps, and<br />
left by signs at any place begun..<br />
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623<br />
<br />
Loop as turn return the well is being<br />
lined, the maiden's wooing begins,<br />
<br />
skips the rhythm, backed across the <br />
day you are, as has and in between<br />
<br />
shore and song, the ships are waiting,<br />
altered into seasons set begun along<br />
<br />
to have between the days and scores are<br />
also set the room is born to light the<br />
<br />
screws for love and settled in between<br />
her legs the road is skill & song<br />
<br />
to fly among these days are dream<br />
the letter waits to say you are, &<br />
<br />
call the old man on the phone at<br />
two in the morning, fix the truck<br />
<br />
and split these trails of painted<br />
rooms from what lay beneath the<br />
<br />
skin some layers are not wanting;<br />
would you slip among my hair &<br />
<br />
let the seaweed roll & toss its own<br />
persistence drawn to seal the time<br />
<br />
as love's own space from ferment the<br />
long oars weaving mystery captain's<br />
<br />
Isis droves of calling in the dark<br />
some light the fish are swimming in<br />
<br />
the well is being lined for love you<br />
wait across the village in yr bed.<br />
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<br />
624<br />
<br />
Await and calm, a fawn asleep<br />
or mounted on her thighs, lope <br />
<br />
and claim to word await as sign<br />
the climate into morning sung a<br />
<br />
new moon waits around the bend.<br />
or would you say you pulled me<br />
<br />
off the floor and waited in the<br />
bed again these moves of light.<br />
<br />
more to move than stay, you held<br />
the terms too long to be the same,<br />
<br />
but shielded out yr self in scenes<br />
where meet the foreign calm and<br />
<br />
other eyes uncrossed the heavier day<br />
as acid seeps yr head is blown to<br />
<br />
shores of light, they are, and love's<br />
yr meatball seasons left unguarded,<br />
<br />
but holds around the clock to easier<br />
schemes, the universe collides unknown<br />
<br />
the rescue of the year in penetration<br />
called to shallow dreams accessible<br />
<br />
but love inside yr hands is greased,<br />
for forward strides not tossed, a<br />
<br />
looser sky the doorway of the moon <br />
begins to leave the days ajar, &<br />
<br />
letters call across the room to be<br />
this eagle come & tossed aloft.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
625<br />
<br />
In smoother gallops into snowy seas<br />
these reasons from the air recede,<br />
<br />
or perfect shadows coalesce into eve<br />
restraint for further on the loom<br />
<br />
is lighted more than love's own grace,<br />
the heavier folds are thrown back,<br />
<br />
or leaves these poles remote, they<br />
call alert aloud the rhythm's time<br />
<br />
& flourish outer out they spell the<br />
days away you are, and set to<br />
<br />
scenes again and moved across<br />
the board yr eyes have burst<br />
<br />
their sockets, strung the world on<br />
dangers left around for pleasure.<br />
<br />
or work this field the same as<br />
any other leans alive aloud to<br />
<br />
heal these ropes across the teeth.<br />
and meet yr lady deep at night,<br />
<br />
her postures over crossed yr own, and<br />
settles in to see the rest of what<br />
<br />
is there between yr teeth aloud<br />
as spoke and sent to seem the<br />
<br />
same as any other comes around &<br />
says again you are these wings<br />
<br />
and sets at love begun to be the<br />
thing the world is set to store.<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
<br />
626<br />
<br />
The light is schooled within these laps<br />
& fissures pent alert before as has, to<br />
<br />
let these looms prepare the mood and<br />
form of love, yr open manners held<br />
<br />
like any thing at all or wanders in<br />
and works away his angles set by<br />
<br />
times in springs of light again some<br />
wearing down of seams from spill the<br />
<br />
ropes are bent or forward pieces in<br />
the waves have sharper lines eye<br />
<br />
of marks toward sheep the limes are<br />
hot by scores reversed a man would<br />
<br />
call his names between her times at<br />
something almost lost in airs reverse<br />
<br />
to slip away as spoke the foam and<br />
darker orders move beyond the light<br />
<br />
has traveled through the wires, sea<br />
sharp settled below the floor you<br />
<br />
press these measures out & forward<br />
lights the logs by food perhaps to<br />
<br />
shoal yr fish are legs & motive hears<br />
goes up and down the spine, in image<br />
<br />
moves the mind you make these terms<br />
to sell the day at labor, fish & song<br />
<br />
as presses on to cooler days in firm<br />
ties clips ashore in seas at wet or simple.<br />
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<br />
627<br />
<br />
The light aloft at love's signs are<br />
met to sail without the life of<br />
<br />
one in one is read around the days<br />
of time you seem to see her down<br />
<br />
or rift the claim at poles reversed,<br />
as suck and drag remember how<br />
<br />
and left to right the brains are<br />
also loom & claw, her ears are<br />
<br />
handles driven down the throat to<br />
sail these seeds are also doves<br />
<br />
in moments leaning into something <br />
new perhaps, but sent by oars<br />
<br />
& waves to mood perhaps but ease<br />
the organs of the dream & skating<br />
<br />
on across the day to slip her down<br />
and open up the pear has some<br />
<br />
signs to clear the dream and<br />
have the work go down your<br />
<br />
eye is scene & throng the light is<br />
met between the scores of time to<br />
<br />
say a name or letter made of these<br />
particular eases left among the<br />
<br />
tides of any easy day he left the<br />
money left and me alone was<br />
<br />
right and goes to work at pool<br />
the walls are silver, clean, air.<br />
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<br />
628<br />
<br />
Alive at love's signs, you are repeated<br />
flown out water has the lady on<br />
<br />
top and jerking off yr hand is said<br />
to be alone and has the teacher;<br />
<br />
dander in the heart's darkness<br />
waits to score the day's works are<br />
<br />
made of glass the stool's feet are<br />
also laid by eye and song to<br />
<br />
be these rises of the flesh at night<br />
to say again, you are, & met a<br />
<br />
day away and sounds the same<br />
at foal to skim yr friends is<br />
<br />
not the way, but hears these others<br />
come along and meets the rest<br />
<br />
as : as, to seem within the room <br />
and goes between the mountains<br />
<br />
are not new, but sail below the <br />
arms the hearts boom & song<br />
<br />
would clear the waves of light in<br />
whole and spurt, arrives the sharp<br />
<br />
and said it went across the room<br />
to music hit the wall her body's<br />
<br />
arts were hardly practiced and let<br />
her go the time was premature, &<br />
<br />
find a young one, tell her what to<br />
do and get these pleasures down.<br />
<br />
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<br />
629<br />
<br />
Names the limit's work is made<br />
by hands alert between yr eyes,<br />
<br />
or wood, where spent or proper, eases<br />
down from blue mornings noun &<br />
<br />
calm the real signs call around<br />
or push them down, from special<br />
<br />
lines the light is cloudy in the air<br />
some shifts of salutation with<br />
<br />
the open doors are also marked by<br />
chalk or any other house is clear.<br />
<br />
you are, and love is there, or there :<br />
thirsty eaves release the birds<br />
<br />
from passing through the moon a<br />
larger clump of trees is housed,<br />
<br />
associate of clear blue morning,<br />
and bend her on the table shows<br />
<br />
the open shot to finger in the<br />
rest rests, but wear some clothes<br />
<br />
again the washing closes down at<br />
painting, then, or beer, or what<br />
<br />
is hardly known the loop alert<br />
to newer claims for inattention <br />
<br />
where you would begin the limit <br />
measured by the duties that we<br />
<br />
are in seeming thus or not, along<br />
& sent, the houses clear & proper.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
630<br />
<br />
Lines along the light is also drawn<br />
between yr sighs before these<br />
<br />
airs remiss and strange through<br />
-out the movement from the day<br />
<br />
is held alert beyond the moon's<br />
own fragrances, she lays me down:<br />
<br />
or are you are and mouth to eare,<br />
the loops recall some pools revive<br />
<br />
between the days of light in love<br />
forgetting what arises to the spine<br />
<br />
and tingles path & charm to say<br />
again some silences regained at<br />
<br />
proper intervals restrained alert<br />
becalmed to life begins her<br />
<br />
songs like movement in the hands<br />
as has, they are again & strong<br />
<br />
like lines they make some truth<br />
at oars to shoal these flesh<br />
<br />
of mood you sting the loops from<br />
remembering how the sack split<br />
<br />
the roses folded outer out and<br />
simpler doors are also residual:<br />
<br />
or would you act so well unknown<br />
the food is cooking down the day,<br />
<br />
and love's charms recall us into<br />
seasons sprung the body lives.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
631<br />
<br />
Catches light, she spread apart her legs<br />
and touched inside I came and let<br />
<br />
my seed collect her spot was charged<br />
& she got off to slide around the bed.<br />
<br />
and posts are poled away to seem along<br />
as has, so let the day arrive was also<br />
<br />
new, and simpler thoughts are also real<br />
and boogie down again, who really cares?<br />
<br />
that says of something fucked & sucked<br />
for any season or back seat suddenly<br />
<br />
jerked her off in the airport garage,<br />
and drank the shower cleaned out<br />
<br />
driven down her throat, or left alone<br />
by other times my own hand is good<br />
<br />
enough, but doubled solitudes gain the <br />
grace of more than that, to touch<br />
<br />
together springs this grease & song you<br />
have these cowboy dreams again and<br />
<br />
all there is to fuck some more and drive<br />
the animal his laughter fills the air<br />
<br />
as root & pull her down on top her<br />
back is sweat and dance around<br />
<br />
the floor is squeaked by bathroom bounces<br />
in what is simply done should have<br />
<br />
the piece again between yr teeth is also<br />
love to go down behind yr clothes on.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
632<br />
<br />
The larger spool & light to further,<br />
onto something also flat perhaps<br />
<br />
full bore across the home plane scoured<br />
without persistence looped among<br />
<br />
some density saved her eyes and<br />
parenthetically, opposed like love<br />
<br />
is also diving into deeper dreams than<br />
what is also there in smoother<br />
<br />
laps recall yr days were shored to<br />
calmer marked the forehead drawn<br />
<br />
her stick was wooden hair lighted<br />
red beneath the black; yr both<br />
<br />
my symbols laid by David's eyes,<br />
a cunt. Sword toward word.<br />
<br />
soared. Another day reminds dream<br />
and happens, they are all hard,<br />
<br />
the same, and met : Days. & Works.<br />
epiphany of rust, her open mouth<br />
<br />
could also be a target for love's<br />
entrances to the body, seed channel<br />
<br />
of the throat, and up yr ass, across<br />
the table, spread & eagled, sons<br />
<br />
review the lust of entries, centered<br />
sentry centuries long in coming,<br />
<br />
blows the seeds yr tubes are also<br />
lighted from within the air.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
633<br />
<br />
Double folded out shadows sums.<br />
and above me, she plays her song,<br />
<br />
out-leaped, Mr. Small, you caught me,<br />
& eases out excused the whole bag<br />
<br />
of sentences, maiden rushed & taken<br />
down to what comes from behind<br />
<br />
and calls in yr tubes are lighted from<br />
within by seeds they find the mark<br />
<br />
and familiar airs rewind the rest<br />
as stays the door is also open to<br />
<br />
something thought at other days the<br />
line from spring season moved<br />
<br />
in-tense or slipped the ripe dogs his<br />
signs I saw before they spoke to<br />
<br />
say you are, as said, and younger<br />
eyes are inexperienced to follow where<br />
<br />
the finger strays alternate and slipped <br />
aside yr strings & straws; of other<br />
<br />
moods relapse & throng the same is<br />
looped recall and drum the body<br />
<br />
message loved at light her down <br />
to something in bed at night and<br />
<br />
butterfly around the rooms are air<br />
a book is waiting to be read, and she<br />
<br />
wallows down her light arrived, I am<br />
I and Eye the eagle same is sung.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
634<br />
<br />
Some lines recall, endure & song, at<br />
sails relief to pole the sea is sung,<br />
<br />
aloft the moon is wept & strung along<br />
by what becomes the light is rift & pool.<br />
<br />
leap the mark is set by tales or wrung among<br />
the schools of love's beginnings, the heart<br />
<br />
would sail away, too, & stay the same<br />
within yr eyes can say we are, and<br />
<br />
go between, as has to let them down,<br />
the waves are marked, in time is cool<br />
<br />
perhaps, to days of what they are, there,<br />
in cooler laps they ride above the<br />
<br />
bed in dreams to make them down at<br />
what, between yr times of passion is<br />
<br />
some lines before the rest is set, and<br />
leaps along the way to set and wait<br />
<br />
you are these lays of term and gong, what<br />
apeaks, elbows and arm, you would<br />
<br />
leave them down but heave afar to<br />
say, another, begins perhaps, to say,<br />
<br />
and love is moved by shores recall, to<br />
spell out what clears the waves<br />
<br />
again in crashes looped, relief and<br />
shallower cores before to stop ahead,<br />
<br />
you would grow these pools of light<br />
from what is spoke among the rest.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
635<br />
<br />
Insular dove revived day at works<br />
as poled by line by, slips affirmed.<br />
<br />
has the body's acts are called within<br />
would say alert they are again above.<br />
<br />
would clear affirm to rise and drink<br />
her juices flowing pass the river<br />
<br />
in some angle destined outer sails to<br />
hear the rest, rests. Pays the rent.<br />
<br />
you said we sailed, the roaming of<br />
some beasts are golden made alert<br />
<br />
you hear my weaving outer pools are<br />
also made of light and folded back<br />
<br />
in sense the marks of love's own call,<br />
you would be flying home again, to<br />
<br />
rotate yr eyes sullen and backward,<br />
but clears the room for decoration<br />
<br />
in the center of the table flowers are<br />
the sign of love to say the rest, rests,<br />
<br />
at poles collapsed in outer other hears<br />
to some relief the eastern windows<br />
<br />
pointed up the difficulties, music in the<br />
morning, driven out the day is clear<br />
<br />
what has no stops are left within the<br />
day and day again to be the room of<br />
<br />
white light love, and sailed her warps<br />
its grace today, and walking in.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
636<br />
<br />
As eyes, and across from words, a<br />
fire inside the day's lights, for<br />
<br />
love. Consistent doves, roasted out, the<br />
laundry calls, across the lawn;<br />
<br />
there is no dogshit there, I raked it.<br />
Loom across yr open juices flown to<br />
<br />
drink another seed is driven down<br />
yr throat, and dreamed aloud,<br />
<br />
a tie or pool of light is said to be<br />
this fuck & suck of love, life's other<br />
<br />
in diminishing the real to outer sails<br />
review and throng, the fringe his<br />
<br />
pants around at cuff & charm, a <br />
lesson from these waves of light<br />
<br />
which clear the ground and spell<br />
the day, aloud! Or has, to let<br />
<br />
them on around these warps her numen<br />
sung aloud would shore these ties<br />
<br />
within, the mood & charm of signs<br />
yr tires are stripped aloud to<br />
<br />
seem the same as sent or sentenced<br />
would clear the doors again and<br />
<br />
sandwich out the airs renewed to<br />
shoal & spume will clear these<br />
<br />
oars are locked & spun around<br />
new shoes to run the frisbee earth.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
637<br />
<br />
And open, drink yr sap, tongue in,<br />
as has today the eastern seclusion<br />
<br />
rigged-out in light waves hastening-out<br />
outer out the sea his voices calling modest<br />
<br />
is the topmost line to keeping still, it says,<br />
you are, & armed armies arming bodies<br />
<br />
keep her up on top, and ride her movies<br />
scene by scene, is thought before you are<br />
<br />
not there yet the bike across the streets<br />
to bed the morning bright with love's<br />
<br />
acts between these others of the year,<br />
she swims along in white rooms scene<br />
<br />
& seen the same music hears the rest,<br />
and goes, alongside, whale & heart<br />
<br />
hard & sticky, blown & fluted bird<br />
song seed scene down yr throat,<br />
<br />
is bird food, hum-bird sting & singer<br />
another revolving door is up yr ass,<br />
<br />
a finger, perhaps, and smooth the<br />
icing down is laid by, smooth to airs<br />
<br />
her body born of seasons wet yr faces<br />
are these rings of light between days<br />
<br />
& says the moon is really hiding out<br />
between yr legs I'd pull yr trigger<br />
<br />
smooth & lovely, drawn across my eye,<br />
eagle & song the day the same way set.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
638<br />
<br />
Light-wove, sparked or sudden, into morn<br />
-ing falls alive another room is paired to<br />
<br />
white foam spoke relief to poles & sharp.<br />
at cool or lapse the wooden ears are<br />
<br />
new or skipped around ler legs apart or<br />
left the lawn away at forward signs<br />
<br />
she sings perhaps of other songs and will,<br />
the eagle's time is from the air reviewed,<br />
<br />
and called around would clear the fall of<br />
love's beginnings, or words from somewhere<br />
<br />
green & yellow shifts to forces lined at<br />
moon & movie in the lines we slipped<br />
<br />
the roasts are cooled at something watched<br />
and driven, musk of nosed slipped a chin<br />
<br />
is plugged and wrestled out without a chain<br />
for fools lugged between her eyes a spot.<br />
<br />
and leaps the barns of reddening sails in<br />
trips to spool this light is ready now<br />
<br />
to be the same climb from there and sent<br />
you would begin the day's lights within<br />
<br />
and lapsed by frames a house is built to<br />
motive clean and perfect hears yr woods<br />
<br />
to be another yell or crashing fence in love<br />
the light resounds yr face & legs a<br />
<br />
dance before the bed, the afternoon for sitting<br />
in a chair and lighting up my face again.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
639<br />
<br />
Or as lines across the day, yr favors are<br />
these tines of light precise at love's<br />
<br />
juncture, around the bend I smell it,<br />
drink her juices down she comes, the<br />
<br />
waves are folded outer bounce she says<br />
to someone in my heart, arrive aloud<br />
<br />
the daisies lifted green around the bed<br />
to some clear light the names are<br />
<br />
also called to hear these lines : yr head<br />
resounds as spoke and driven home<br />
<br />
to family sung the day of time is<br />
also moved by who is there. Economy.<br />
<br />
and spin the tables light to say<br />
the roses cast like blue forces<br />
<br />
leaning over now and down the<br />
waves are shield and core, along<br />
<br />
these details calculated hold, hold<br />
or other terms are called to speak<br />
<br />
would say the rest rests toward<br />
either romance cast in nests or<br />
<br />
nets, you read this simply, but<br />
words are also noises around<br />
<br />
in movement, love's voice within a<br />
cloud, as passes self & one unites,<br />
<br />
and shoals this fervor new as<br />
sprung the season lifted in.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
640<br />
<br />
<br />
Said, then. Belief resounds lines outer<br />
sung yr body's eye is also round<br />
<br />
from foam slipped aside the range of<br />
light throughout a movement, love's<br />
<br />
air & throng poled from eases caught<br />
yr lines are also made out, back seat,<br />
<br />
at lunch would do, & bring a friend,<br />
Butt-looped inside watched & come.<br />
<br />
lets leaves, sense of new terms sailed<br />
like rope the waters surround the<br />
<br />
queen's own body: let aloft as air<br />
between yr sighs is spoke among<br />
<br />
the pressures out & laid to shoals<br />
forward marks the song is laid<br />
<br />
by hand, the lawn is rigged in<br />
love's meetings declared firm as<br />
<br />
-tounds the reader backwards force<br />
to sail her down the line & lift<br />
<br />
her dresses up the car is bumping<br />
loaded left to right & hard on<br />
<br />
ringing in yr ears release her hand<br />
and open the door yrself to pleas<br />
<br />
you are in smoke revealed the bird<br />
has turned the wings are folded<br />
<br />
back her flaps his eye the same<br />
and loads along the day arrive!<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
641<br />
<br />
As : turns to light, and told throughout is<br />
held familiar and gathered back they call<br />
<br />
along the waves & turns for love, in tense<br />
or spelled yr names arrive between the lines<br />
<br />
would clear to terms unite and foreign<br />
where they call out across the moon is<br />
<br />
left before you speak in songs the rest<br />
is gone but fired out between the signs<br />
<br />
for heads alert or called below is mountain<br />
throng afar you would declare the rest<br />
<br />
as told in urges left away is prose to sell<br />
the heart's indications of the right line out.<br />
<br />
as wove the cords are left along & sung<br />
the dust of roads is called within some<br />
<br />
rooms disturbed by light and moved alert<br />
is met away disturbed the loom & charm<br />
<br />
between mechanics same as word to call<br />
astir and far along the daisies moved away<br />
<br />
to call them down you would become this<br />
spot among the days is called you are and<br />
<br />
thrown : you would restore the life of changes<br />
thrown aside and marked alert beside the<br />
<br />
empty rivers coiled below or would the rest<br />
revive into morning left and then the long<br />
<br />
way gone along to hold them down away<br />
would clear the time of what is also seen.<br />
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<br />
642<br />
<br />
And seen her signs my eye & mind re<br />
-spond, alarm & call, to smell her<br />
<br />
up the trails of light and closing in on<br />
love's due, the heart & charm, a gentle<br />
<br />
warrior treads the tiger's tail, no error<br />
and gives across the great water, 3<br />
<br />
days out, across the resurrection, &<br />
made erect this tree is juice and<br />
<br />
one to seem without, is slipped these<br />
airways crowded into season & song,<br />
<br />
you are! And met the coffee & some<br />
lines retrieved, final fantasies of<br />
<br />
love, where clears the waves are broken<br />
at the beach some scene resounds<br />
<br />
outer & hum, to be these energies<br />
connected across the acts & poems.<br />
<br />
wild slip, and meets the error broken<br />
at the edge some flower meets me<br />
<br />
in the air & plunge on in to seed<br />
her in behind these pulleys wrapt<br />
<br />
and gently folded love is taught by<br />
pleasure's own becoming in the<br />
<br />
body's waves delight & comes to hold<br />
at peak performed yr bursts of sighs<br />
<br />
or changes pleasure into truth is love<br />
& light the same made conjunctionis.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
643<br />
<br />
As signed, loop-out, refund toward air<br />
the love from light's snow flowers in<br />
<br />
the waves around between the voices cast<br />
adrift before the line as out to form recall.<br />
<br />
as spoke to charms aloft, renews them<br />
outer told and sung between her legs:<br />
<br />
alive this light the tongue and flame<br />
as goes along the trails wave & light.<br />
<br />
you are and then the rest as has to seem<br />
and left among the airs recall to<br />
<br />
throng and looped aloft between the<br />
rest, rests: and go between the rest,<br />
<br />
as has to let and dreamed erect at<br />
picture thrust or cast the image of<br />
<br />
her body minded, there, and thick to<br />
slides as shows and off the ties to<br />
<br />
rest alert to love and eyes in crowds<br />
they sing their moods discuss and wait<br />
<br />
foretold, at airs renew and hold them<br />
down the scenes alert they call across<br />
<br />
and wait or merge and fuse to pressure's<br />
larger pleasures thrown to private<br />
<br />
times and movies parked for celebration<br />
pain this blood alive is also facing in<br />
<br />
to rooms of light and seems along to<br />
hold below the day no mail again.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
644<br />
<br />
As long & sung the same arrives the<br />
year is also new to songs the other day.<br />
<br />
and holds affirmed in what is,<br />
there is, as light, the song-bird<br />
<br />
at the play of time renew. As goes<br />
between the signs that love is new,<br />
<br />
the body's stone is lighter up the eye,<br />
and spoke for soon among the same,<br />
<br />
as yips these airs recall her smell,<br />
or tongue it up, perhaps, a smaller<br />
<br />
size of ears are smooth the rhythm of<br />
the chick's escape, you are upturned<br />
<br />
to smoke & painting new to seem within<br />
the ears arrest to sails recall at<br />
<br />
air & long along the room is said<br />
as well becalm the airs are calm<br />
<br />
and sad, the newer day is call the<br />
words revolve, resound, at spoken<br />
<br />
meetings signed by love and called at<br />
day the loop restore to yips the day<br />
<br />
for morning into seasons called and<br />
rung before the light is mood recall<br />
<br />
to thorough lines between her eyes<br />
a spot and clatters on between<br />
<br />
repetition breaks the stride to these<br />
becalmings inner-in restore & loop.<br />
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645<br />
<br />
Marked as driven up the sword is light<br />
at year to song as lived they hold to<br />
<br />
seem within the play of acts & days they<br />
are to love what comes between the terms<br />
<br />
for what goes before to hold the waves &<br />
peals from what is made the way you<br />
<br />
sail the days to mood & charm again and<br />
smoked by lines in tense and made<br />
<br />
deliberate fortunes lease to time & move<br />
the rest as room & sign they leave a<br />
<br />
residue of shallow airs released to some<br />
before the rest is sheltered out in tomb<br />
<br />
to hear the rest as said they cool it<br />
outer out and made the long day says<br />
<br />
arrive to thoughts begun in histories the body<br />
loom & charm, again a call to terms<br />
<br />
the rest is wearing out & down the doors<br />
are hung between the airs to term the<br />
<br />
rest as light the way he rises flown at<br />
suns to move across they hold at<br />
<br />
firm aligns to fill out spring out the<br />
loom of pears resist at yellow<br />
<br />
doors the basket holds in-tense too<br />
much but lese relax as has, to<br />
<br />
let the rest go down and be the same<br />
and speak at simpler signs released.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
646<br />
<br />
As seen, my life has gone full round<br />
and come to this light between my days<br />
<br />
and makes the work take place, hustled<br />
intonation moan & ladies one or two,<br />
<br />
and that is all, but kicks the thunder's<br />
spring renewed, you are as turn & tell<br />
<br />
in warmer times would fall away is<br />
driven one by one around art-history<br />
<br />
as visible entities resound outer forward<br />
mystic trails all seem the same, &<br />
<br />
lame deer smell bullshit on the road<br />
for true fathers neglected innermost<br />
<br />
personal spoke centered scene the moon<br />
is still magnificent yr motive's claim<br />
<br />
and soon to lease these airs are calm :<br />
as left to seem within all squared away<br />
<br />
scratch & stumble grab each dollar seen<br />
to somehow come along no joy in money<br />
<br />
hear the heart secure its names for love are<br />
new and told you are these things renew<br />
<br />
to hope the utter calm designed you are<br />
these waves of light as words the song<br />
<br />
is made, beloved, one in one the same as<br />
says, to come next Tuesday, or sails her<br />
<br />
eyes through glass these voices speak<br />
the day is sprung-out, day of signs.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
647<br />
<br />
Heard as spoke across the line across the<br />
yard yr breasts erect & nippled out to<br />
<br />
cold air and eyes. Would hold you back<br />
to light, and drive into yr house &<br />
<br />
garden fixed or flattered out would clear<br />
the mind daily functions hear clatter<br />
<br />
furious press of blood the forehead is<br />
the seat of pleasure, the seat is<br />
<br />
pleasured outer in this push of flesh<br />
yr face is lighted from behind &<br />
<br />
breasted brown & body song to fly<br />
around the house and call my name.<br />
<br />
as has the lay of time between and<br />
made of love to shore yr fresh flesh<br />
<br />
in my bed you said you are and<br />
where this hover craft resides my<br />
<br />
eye is also heart & song within, I<br />
split them off and carry the prince<br />
<br />
to wait herein & proper, as said, to<br />
fuck you close and present, and<br />
<br />
drop on down the aisles of yr spirit,<br />
falling in these clouds & banks<br />
<br />
of stony light I wait awaited moved<br />
and says, "go on," and lay you<br />
<br />
down across the floor & spread you<br />
back to hump this day, among, along.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
648<br />
<br />
As term yr line : at calf yr leg and<br />
folded in behind a red cloth draped<br />
<br />
yr ass would let in light between<br />
yr folds alive and well for coffee &<br />
<br />
ladies' words are the body's fruit, they<br />
speak, these pears delight the mouth<br />
<br />
and person, ally & song the moon is<br />
also newer here than not decides to<br />
<br />
speak within yr airs rescinding sound<br />
the heart is welcome treading out my<br />
<br />
signs, the yellow book my life & song<br />
yr body's eye, the queen's own body<br />
<br />
taking stock and always horny is<br />
not the same as struggling for power,<br />
<br />
and eagle the sun is heavy the light<br />
precise and love my course is set<br />
<br />
the pleasure in the seeing of what she<br />
wears for notice I am there to be<br />
<br />
along yr eyes are also wet for these<br />
specific pleasures, tongue & cock, life<br />
<br />
begun along her woven trails the earth<br />
to song begin and steady down the<br />
<br />
loops are folded wet & center hear<br />
me meets the line at light to say<br />
<br />
astir! And grow yr love to meet her<br />
stays the gentle lines between her eyes.<br />
<br />
<br />
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649<br />
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Undisturbed, silence & time cohabit<br />
dream the wild fuck, she comes.<br />
<br />
picture release astar from foam and<br />
light his airs remiss & strange.<br />
<br />
to pool pole outer said again, you<br />
are. As seed her transient seeming<br />
<br />
fantasy picture dreams her legs apart<br />
and folded in, yr driving arrow<br />
<br />
plume and throng he dives drives his<br />
aim and air the Eagle-tongue before<br />
<br />
some quarts are flowing the fountain<br />
of youth between her legs and drink<br />
<br />
this pleasure down yr protein surge,<br />
or protean, or other, but lapped-in<br />
<br />
and sucked her pass & claim are also<br />
love's eye naked in the queen's own<br />
<br />
language, seemed & scored alert,<br />
you drive around town, her eye is<br />
<br />
everywhere the same & seen from meet<br />
and plow: and grow yr jerk-off<br />
<br />
dream each morning, for coffee in<br />
the quiet elasticity of love's dreaming,<br />
<br />
light and time arrive in love's space<br />
afar the slow being and grace along<br />
<br />
the way and sad slow comes the term<br />
and drum the love she sees betweenjim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-27181510468196024932007-04-21T04:55:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:42:35.230-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book XIII|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
650<br />
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Begin astir, dispersed outer flung the<br />
wave of light collapsed revives & says:<br />
<br />
"You are beyond the signs alight between<br />
yr legs, a spot, to seem the same<br />
<br />
we are at flesh and flashing, eagle &<br />
suns, the lady of the cellar in her<br />
<br />
sleep of breasts renowned, a dark hole<br />
she sleeps in, and nouns to fuck<br />
<br />
her on the spot the first chance we<br />
seem to drift from fantasy to cause<br />
<br />
& leap stillness renounced the pulse jerkoff:<br />
by the body's light renews & fuck again<br />
<br />
for fun. "Goes like this:" & call<br />
my name again in sudden rhymes, yr foal<br />
<br />
is waiting like a seed, and houses sung<br />
are also colors to renew yr love, and<br />
<br />
call across the days & dreams together,<br />
even un-named, and goes astorm the<br />
<br />
eye alone I am and feathered out to<br />
sail along and not so happy after<br />
<br />
all. But daily grows the stock of merit,<br />
the signs of the body's health erect<br />
<br />
at midnight calls yr name in hands<br />
my own, & pulls away to hear some<br />
<br />
sleep & fervor the same as love this<br />
spring I'd fuck the queen herself.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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<br />
651<br />
<br />
And drink yr drum, and down the waves,<br />
foaming out at the turn of pleasure's<br />
<br />
signs, where seam & throng unite together<br />
and opened out at morning, sailed tonight;<br />
<br />
blue boars screwing. Love-quick seasons,<br />
shores of meeting, air & union pooled, a<br />
<br />
fragile presence and sustained, bouncing<br />
or later on, a pasture. And here we <br />
<br />
are, at horny yard-jobs. Or are you are<br />
the same, and seasonable as the light<br />
<br />
from foment charged, an extra loop, at<br />
motive caused the peals & squirts of seeds<br />
<br />
are drinking smoke, this day arrives<br />
in songs for forward eases scanned,<br />
<br />
would sell them out, perhaps, she draws<br />
her pleasure's fingers into herself & dreams<br />
<br />
to sit together : and rose erect, I draw<br />
the top along my hands, bending into<br />
<br />
the rooms of white squares glistening, head<br />
-throbbed at upper upper signs & weaving<br />
<br />
hears you out between yr legs, another<br />
mark decides to ride my bike the day<br />
<br />
would yield to meeting the light and<br />
drawing on some laps and fissures in<br />
<br />
behind and drive the road in front, along<br />
these roofs and walls, my hands decide.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
652<br />
<br />
Descent arrive : flashed out changed at<br />
thunder strains alert and holds along.<br />
<br />
would stay and sing the rooms are<br />
sent along by airs revived you are the<br />
<br />
moon & song to sail within and distant,<br />
they call around to storm or motive, a<br />
<br />
day the same and pooled escapes to sheer<br />
these fringes in the diagram are light<br />
<br />
or rests affirmed at music cast by love<br />
the single tones are also one by one the<br />
<br />
cast of scenes in line and charm, afar.<br />
roast. The calls from below the air in<br />
<br />
lesson term and song would sail to<br />
later on they said to shallow foils<br />
<br />
movement thunders from below yr fears<br />
and eases out to peal the eye & stair<br />
<br />
yr love is somewhere new to say they<br />
are as said to be the song is laid<br />
<br />
in hands arrives to speak another name<br />
prepared to hold along & send them<br />
<br />
here to score yr ass in thriving arms<br />
or lame to hold the ears are wept<br />
<br />
the blue flesh and calling out, they molt<br />
in longer strains to flesh or penetration<br />
<br />
says the same way body's forth and<br />
sail her down some random stream.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
653<br />
<br />
The rooms are changed again, & light<br />
is moved like air between yr signs.<br />
<br />
as touched, a light smell from large<br />
waves and hears across special dis-<br />
<br />
tances looped around yr neck & arms<br />
would dance before & screw again, a<br />
<br />
leaning pair resounded in and in again.<br />
cherry shore, I'll lean you back, for tongue.<br />
<br />
as skims the friends away, would seal<br />
and horns the ropes aside his foam<br />
<br />
in her vagina splashed above the lips and<br />
roofs the sky with love in pleasure<br />
<br />
drawn to homes & dreaming life aloud<br />
is also speech to forces leaning on<br />
<br />
the bed & back and spread yr legs<br />
and touched by light, you are the<br />
<br />
song perhaps, arrived in darker days<br />
the woods my home await arrive a<br />
<br />
moon & shawl to score within the heart<br />
an older day and driving down yr lanes<br />
<br />
a straw or color blue to sails the<br />
open seas are weaving out to charms<br />
<br />
the roses cast afar and termed the<br />
moon arrived and planted seeds<br />
<br />
the river melting seeds the body's<br />
ground is parting wave & light aloft.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
654<br />
<br />
Contrary, handles on her hips fr riding<br />
down the trail and in to seeds alive.<br />
<br />
the rooms are still the same, you are,<br />
and comes across to shoot the rapids<br />
<br />
fucked, and bring these tubes around<br />
and colored, dressed & played her<br />
<br />
body would resemble something new<br />
with breasts alert to sail around<br />
<br />
the world again and not alone, a<br />
loop recalls the shape of air to<br />
<br />
sense and claim within yr moods<br />
and seasons lady of the smaller<br />
<br />
realm, and find the prince changed<br />
at some influence felt these dreams<br />
<br />
for pleasure sharper posted out and<br />
swim across yr islands fountains<br />
<br />
at the body's center drinks her wash<br />
and fumes for pressure blows the<br />
<br />
top and spreads away to hear the<br />
ocean roar and fly along yr reason<br />
<br />
in some splatter charmed or spread<br />
yr legs for dreaming out the<br />
<br />
play of life is lighted out to love<br />
and scored reversed her ass is<br />
<br />
poled and strung with flowers has<br />
the moon & trembling hard, on.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
655<br />
<br />
The air retrieves me loom & song a call<br />
at might & sentence, for yr love among<br />
<br />
the ropes or pastures scent & game alive<br />
the rooms are passing scene & gone along<br />
<br />
what has these names for love unit & throng<br />
these positions carry out some distances<br />
<br />
are made to shore the will alert you<br />
are the moon to slip the wall & change.<br />
<br />
but hears the mountain slip afar and<br />
wander off to set them back among<br />
<br />
yr pleasures newer here than not, but<br />
make the night no lesson made &<br />
<br />
left the rest is sailed tomorrow I'll<br />
catch the family son & song, they have<br />
<br />
some marks are let beyond yr eyes a<br />
day would spell yr maids and have<br />
<br />
an easier move to make; a light<br />
is strung across yr heart and waits<br />
<br />
to settle back the mast of passion in<br />
yr hands again to spill some angles<br />
<br />
left alone and catches less & less, as<br />
"Everyone plays the street some times"<br />
<br />
or left away some single seasons<br />
all for love would move the names<br />
<br />
across these aisles, light again to<br />
send a shorter smile down again.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
656<br />
<br />
The eyes, and see you are beyond<br />
the caldron's warning pulls me<br />
<br />
serious endangered self as strives<br />
this space fulfill a moment's thought<br />
<br />
& youthful folly heats my guts in fear<br />
aroused the sex dream fills my head<br />
<br />
& draws the days aside in fantasy<br />
unrecalled but interferes my shallow<br />
<br />
eyes are deeper still you are among<br />
the cushions on the lawn we seem<br />
<br />
together a busy day to flow around<br />
as has to seem you seal the air<br />
<br />
and wait, what goes between the<br />
days is light and has the shore of<br />
<br />
love within as faults the solid air of<br />
day and life between the seconds<br />
<br />
held affirmed to place & sign the rest<br />
is said routine this silence hears the<br />
<br />
moon is new and risen eastern May<br />
the flower opened said today the same.<br />
<br />
you are this moon & sign, beloved, and<br />
just around the corner, my life is<br />
<br />
leading out to sea, the rabbits over<br />
-worn by sailing salient features made<br />
<br />
unfelt I love this expectation and<br />
the light across the land of here.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
657<br />
<br />
Says, the rest. Would where or other,<br />
the open sign waves light between,<br />
<br />
as has, to let it pass the tiger's<br />
tail is looped, but tactics are not<br />
<br />
elusive turns the corner the world is<br />
left before yr eye is swept alert<br />
<br />
the heels, butterefly yr mouth, tan<br />
breasts a white stripe around it.<br />
<br />
middle but the tiger turns aside,<br />
I pass unbroken she hears me in<br />
<br />
the moon as new and fucked the<br />
morning guitar as let the fowler<br />
<br />
go his piece is wooden out the rest<br />
is on the street, between yr legs<br />
<br />
in simpler turns the motive grows to<br />
some proportion cast the mouth to<br />
<br />
let these sailings in the mind the book<br />
is quite specific about what is hap<br />
<br />
-pening split the score is egg & I.<br />
or, post the mountain white light<br />
<br />
love. In among the mounting, a<br />
simple change revives relief, or<br />
<br />
holds the season clear from airs<br />
beneath yr arms the heart is<br />
<br />
force & song, as says the day the<br />
same around the lines to seem.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
658<br />
<br />
Cooked. The hand's eye strung between,<br />
these are pulled before the eye, again<br />
<br />
the rooms are perfect spoke to scenes the<br />
moon is also set below the head, chink<br />
<br />
at ear and go across to love, light<br />
springs from hand to hand, speech, a<br />
<br />
light overhead, seen the night before, beau<br />
-tiful spins her head is mouth and song<br />
<br />
I'll give her this or that, we’ll dance<br />
awhile, as has to seem you are, the<br />
<br />
clause undifferentiated, song of rent is<br />
paid perhaps good deeds suffice to<br />
<br />
slip through once in awhile, is met<br />
at airs remiss & claim, or pay attention<br />
<br />
to her center coaxed by light arrived<br />
in causal counts the terrors are also new<br />
<br />
elapsed in songs reversed I'd pull it up<br />
before the songs rely for crying what<br />
<br />
they say is growing up the same, to miss<br />
something, perhaps, is in between the day's<br />
<br />
letters, his head removed by twine, coil<br />
or reefs is morning, hips uncovered, to<br />
<br />
dance among the mountains, smoked anew<br />
and willful airs rescind to names affirm<br />
<br />
the longer shale of fashion calls the<br />
movies lease or tell the chains along.<br />
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659<br />
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As passed, the waves bending, her work<br />
and showing how the way is turned<br />
<br />
outer and out, the fragile passions call<br />
from left to right the same way sending<br />
<br />
name the roof & chain reliant pool at<br />
ease to seem as goes beyond the day<br />
<br />
at large : Innocent to meet the work on<br />
what has seen neglect, a life align<br />
<br />
in masters kept the same I've seen<br />
my own and closing back the eaves,<br />
<br />
to roof the space yr own world in<br />
lesser cues to speak perhaps the<br />
<br />
truth would call to others making<br />
out her specific charges opened<br />
<br />
at the hart the body's cracks and<br />
fissures, statue, open the light for love<br />
<br />
as pleasure in the body's times & seasons<br />
met the flesh between my legs as<br />
<br />
lipped and sung the roll of flash and<br />
eagle, seed to seem among them<br />
<br />
at their leisures smooth perhaps to say<br />
you are the moon and throng alive<br />
<br />
to light and here's the bed we'll crawl<br />
to earth and fuck again too soon<br />
<br />
within yr circle love begun at other<br />
marks perhaps to roam the line toward<br />
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660<br />
<br />
The room is light and says we are<br />
to meet the bird between yr sighs.<br />
<br />
as calls the same across some eyes are<br />
said the waves the same as says to<br />
<br />
wait yr faces told between the lives<br />
for pleasure in the air we are to<br />
<br />
seas to will a bird would have yr<br />
passion in his eye to shore these<br />
<br />
walls and house the body like the<br />
rooms love bares in senses crept a<br />
<br />
hand or sign would wave across from<br />
love's airs recall to weave or line<br />
<br />
the walks of easier doors the space of<br />
leaving open the heart from sails<br />
<br />
around the town and left alone too<br />
long to be the only one in town<br />
<br />
as such, or poles her down stream<br />
in careful seasons left by straw<br />
<br />
and smoke the levels of persuasion in<br />
the air and sung to move across<br />
<br />
in specific acts you called this<br />
morning and went to work my ears<br />
<br />
were wanting declaration smooth as<br />
passion in the spring as undisturbed<br />
<br />
a feather flies from top to scene and<br />
waits around yr faces slipped below.<br />
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661<br />
<br />
Particle and song, as marks the soil<br />
and shares these lights within yr<br />
<br />
movies shored at pool & sign to<br />
send her to and to, a peeled<br />
<br />
cucumber vibrates, I'd like to see you.<br />
here and spoke, as moves across the<br />
<br />
field and says, again, these rainy<br />
days the same are horn & gong,<br />
<br />
to open outer folds of light the<br />
coils of love's grace descend to<br />
<br />
order gentle winds they speak as<br />
slower oars recover here the<br />
<br />
movies are not the same, and<br />
at the air remove from forces<br />
<br />
left but opened in behind these<br />
fields sensate at flower scored<br />
<br />
you'd peal them down again<br />
at hoses spun the light arrived<br />
<br />
and love between yr hands, eye<br />
sail and motive drawn the looser<br />
<br />
oars are drawn aside, like dresses<br />
planted overhead yr hands to<br />
<br />
draw them up and open, breast<br />
of pleasure's meeting sent to<br />
<br />
moon and summer drawing in<br />
the flower says you are, & sign.<br />
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662<br />
<br />
As slow across the time, remove to<br />
joy the faces drawn between yr eyes<br />
<br />
as post and charm, another house<br />
and garden moved in light this grace<br />
<br />
transformed for love, the movie lessened at<br />
yr eye to drive them back, away, you<br />
<br />
are these moons tumescent, flow of air<br />
reminds at outer poles revive, or call<br />
<br />
them in and in again, you would shore<br />
these motives called across the room<br />
<br />
and beveled ear and line of other<br />
offers often, outer out, beyond align<br />
<br />
and sheltered post & beam, a child<br />
or simpler airs forgetting less & less<br />
<br />
stream this leaf of air reminds some<br />
distance called review or claims<br />
<br />
at shelters move and mark these aims<br />
from words remove or plastered in<br />
<br />
the wall as shift some seldom pass<br />
the calls rewind at limit sending out<br />
<br />
the central ties are looser now but sent<br />
afar the motive drawn aside you are, and<br />
<br />
open airs release, the foam is drawing by<br />
to loose to be the same, or says again<br />
<br />
the roses cast away will still return love<br />
these totals draw the air aside, again.<br />
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663<br />
<br />
As goes between the day, and said, the<br />
rest is waited out for sails as rides the<br />
<br />
movies sold and taut, her body opened to<br />
these hands together, some pools of light<br />
<br />
are flashing out the tales of love withdrawn.<br />
plane affirm yr buys or folded flaps are<br />
<br />
out aside the rest rests without some<br />
claim and path the roses pooled astir:<br />
<br />
tong these rooms and in the waves<br />
the posts are held by light & sand,<br />
<br />
or mounted at her center, railing in<br />
these lines permit the senses go &<br />
<br />
clean the act its passions unredeemed<br />
by dreaming pleasure to these springs<br />
<br />
again it's sailing out the rest in<br />
eases said between along to stay<br />
<br />
and says between giving back & forth<br />
together said again to speak the same<br />
<br />
undone toward moving said to be<br />
as has along the waves & set<br />
<br />
beyond these airs remiss the day<br />
of life is also love's game turkey<br />
<br />
at the edges viewed released the<br />
meeting at the time & song of day you<br />
<br />
are the roses spoke between her<br />
eyes a spot is sense & realm.<br />
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664<br />
<br />
The pass or folded in to seem you<br />
are the term of light begins the rest<br />
<br />
as post or claim the moon and fuller<br />
out than not to send around the<br />
<br />
night is love's air withdrawn to silence<br />
in seldom curves a loop to score at<br />
<br />
peeling notes to smoother airs and<br />
scenes within the acts of day & day.<br />
<br />
and in the telling, song and mark<br />
remind at blue and yellow movies<br />
<br />
music to dream along and cooler<br />
lives are sailing in the roses cast<br />
<br />
by cars contained in movement, said<br />
as loop resist, and only in or not:<br />
<br />
more and sent, the airs collide again<br />
he smells her in the air, as poem<br />
<br />
gain and sea, these roller pass from<br />
mounted lines remiss or spoiling<br />
<br />
over in the layers spoke to sheets<br />
of life in outer coils begun, they<br />
<br />
spoke and claim, of riders said,<br />
"arrive", or clear these rooms away<br />
<br />
she sings some distance in the<br />
avenues designed afloat or making.<br />
<br />
eagle smooth and riding ocean-wet<br />
and polling, outer smooth and sharp.<br />
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665<br />
<br />
Sends throughout, the waves are lighted<br />
as has, and let astir yr folds fleshed<br />
<br />
into waiting seasons scene and long, the<br />
mood expects as flowed the raises cast<br />
<br />
but pooled alert, you are these rooms of<br />
light, where love is said to come in seeds<br />
<br />
they rise above yr body, entered air as<br />
closes in and holds to what is there, a<br />
<br />
fragile distance roomed by catches, in the<br />
moon and waving in around the flesh.<br />
<br />
or waiting, armed, the people rising into<br />
pleasure's call, would hand and mouth<br />
<br />
arrive and shore these faults alert in<br />
movies made the same as life, but<br />
<br />
roses, cast between yr flowers on<br />
and moving to and to fresh flesh<br />
<br />
out. In the air and moving, who you<br />
seem to call as gold and layers<br />
<br />
in the rest no reason : but post<br />
the word alert, the rest is caught<br />
<br />
by who we rally are no rest is balled<br />
before the camel's humping left or right<br />
<br />
yr mouth is good enough but peeled<br />
and sentenced tongue & charm the<br />
<br />
oars are weaving down, as says, to<br />
paint and run the doors are always open.<br />
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666<br />
<br />
At pass the claim of brightness as<br />
possessed within the world no daughter<br />
<br />
clings the center, cow and sage unite<br />
at unit and chain, another throwaway<br />
<br />
line revives the being-forth of light is<br />
here to seem the same we are where<br />
<br />
the poem sings her light fortune and<br />
leaning string the flow is bright a<br />
<br />
fall away there to see the moon is pole<br />
and circle whirling overhand the thumb<br />
<br />
spins aloft : sings : flattens out & straight<br />
shot drops in, this air of faults these<br />
<br />
"others" mounted movies named the one<br />
of love's own light the same we are<br />
<br />
as has, to let them at the song &<br />
one, you are, as goes between to<br />
<br />
say, alert and thrown, we hold to<br />
what is there and pay our dues to<br />
<br />
love, also these moons along oar<br />
is boat & man, we'll meet him<br />
<br />
great & personal, within afire & calm,<br />
the cow of light, picture of frames<br />
<br />
the door is also open : acid meeting<br />
calls the dream to confrontation, says<br />
<br />
the man is here arrived, to be as<br />
says the rest is made between :<br />
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667<br />
<br />
As seen: the forest lands ahead, a<br />
lady throwing back the plastic disk<br />
<br />
is also good, and made enough, to<br />
love light in yr eyes are hard again<br />
<br />
and coiled round yr hair, another loop<br />
I see and seem this hand is crept,<br />
<br />
alert along, as swept afar, aside, &<br />
probably not there at all, I hear<br />
<br />
other lines sometimes unwrote down, she<br />
sends a daily thread the parts of the<br />
<br />
body organized into clans, for work &<br />
music meeting examples in the city :<br />
<br />
or would, where foxed, a pleasant bulge,<br />
& slip it in & rock her back and forth,<br />
<br />
each other too, the same way, mounted<br />
back & forth to say, Ahh!, again.<br />
<br />
each day's song the same & new, at<br />
fantasy drawn her legs apart to<br />
<br />
touch the sky & music, laid by rest<br />
as meets the partner in the heart,<br />
<br />
would have that solitude unbroken,<br />
readiness & silence called away<br />
<br />
the doors have opened once enough<br />
again, I stepped on through her<br />
<br />
eyes and stayed. You smooth across<br />
my life and say "you are," as said.<br />
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668<br />
<br />
And turns, yr oars are weaving down<br />
the aisles between yr legs, a spot<br />
<br />
foregone arrives, a smile & meets at<br />
sails outworn but leaning across<br />
<br />
I'll hold yr hand and sentence, a<br />
day is made to send these lines<br />
<br />
at post and rail these houses flung<br />
by times to meet awry and favor<br />
<br />
how her outer out resembles light<br />
by shines her love is rescued down<br />
<br />
this honor marks the time my own is<br />
seen to fold it out the waves<br />
<br />
are love's own due, & scatters out<br />
the mine & call bestow at form<br />
<br />
the calls she weaves me down my<br />
body left alone for pleasure, &<br />
<br />
children roll along the side " eye<br />
sharp my furthers, wish for fucks<br />
<br />
and hear this music scam the<br />
floor at eases slim to dream<br />
<br />
the spot for light's own means :<br />
or love as wild coasted drops a<br />
<br />
harness from the name, and in<br />
my heart a drive of even this<br />
<br />
in shorter loop, called upon to be a<br />
master in these darker shores resolved.<br />
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669<br />
<br />
The day yr upturned bottom, tongue in<br />
sign yr eye to call the waves<br />
<br />
a part no longer than the air is<br />
drawn at looser calls the moon<br />
<br />
yr voices smoother in the air than<br />
laps dissolve through turn & outer<br />
<br />
lines her warmer ears to car or tell:<br />
or are you here again, in darker<br />
<br />
moods to call me in and light yr<br />
open legs with pleasure's growing<br />
<br />
voice, as lets me sleep this dream<br />
of cities wandered only makes her<br />
<br />
wave these pulses drawn aside wd<br />
sail her down the table long along<br />
<br />
belief would clear the air marked<br />
by friends yr movies laid by rest<br />
<br />
to seem the work is love's inside<br />
yr pockets made the same in<br />
<br />
harness drawn to movies made in<br />
-side yr hands are trails across<br />
<br />
the day at lessons mark & song<br />
in tune they rest across yr lay<br />
<br />
to open hearts are minded out he<br />
weeps to wait they fall into some<br />
<br />
order later now than not you are<br />
and drives these roads again.<br />
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670<br />
<br />
The rest is pasture passion spreads the<br />
day around before the sun's arrival.<br />
<br />
innocent sentences go no where, astir in<br />
frames delight the pool is open here again.<br />
<br />
but shows yr eyes are moved among a<br />
Simpler straw, for samples scored by<br />
<br />
moon's delight devoured in pulses scored to<br />
heal without like fortunes sending back<br />
<br />
these sails below yr noses kept like movies<br />
laid to rest between her eyes un-met.<br />
<br />
or calls across, town, the oars are woven<br />
tight her coils of muscle waiting in<br />
<br />
my dreams affirms the flesh as hard<br />
on mornings fill the empty loads to<br />
<br />
shoot the spines rapids up the head<br />
to send her cunt like fountains from<br />
<br />
the flesh, and drink the juices, fountain<br />
& youth, but skip today and make<br />
<br />
yr outside finer now than not, and<br />
where the outside loses sway, collapse<br />
<br />
from cones as let them wrap the air<br />
you'd chill the turning down & leap<br />
<br />
asleep to ford the stream and catch<br />
yr pleasure by the hand, greased.<br />
<br />
loose yr mind and call to love, a<br />
light is formal laid to rest, & said.<br />
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671<br />
<br />
At storm, the harm is wove unsound, you<br />
charm and pole across the waters,<br />
<br />
a smoother stone is lapped-out in<br />
shallow oars he spins the seas alert<br />
<br />
or love-light skims yr heart again<br />
the eases split her skin is brown a<br />
<br />
finger in for love, you eye these<br />
poses splintered sense of realms<br />
<br />
to thorough doorways leaning for<br />
yr gathering husk to scene would<br />
<br />
clear these gasps a hundred poems<br />
later meets the girl for fresh<br />
<br />
flesh buttered out in waves<br />
some seasons clean and proper is<br />
<br />
as private pulses scam the shoal to<br />
roads and seas in pleasure said.<br />
<br />
or love is distance seen from light<br />
within; you call my name to pull<br />
<br />
them out the news is sudden, come<br />
and spray the room yr scent<br />
<br />
would open out behind and push<br />
the inner light to acts and hands<br />
<br />
the photographs await for seeing<br />
partner slips her diamonds in the<br />
<br />
queen's own body sharp & new, I'll<br />
say yr names are leaping through.<br />
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<br />
672<br />
<br />
Release delivered, cloud rain seed, girl<br />
to meet & follows back the bed-house.<br />
<br />
at work the arm is play, she jerks me off<br />
again this morning I'll get my gas & speak.<br />
<br />
the two are always mixed like that, subtly,<br />
favor seems to seem alert, yr cunt:<br />
<br />
put the scarf in, and the rock, & come on<br />
it, bright flowers fill yr hair again, a<br />
<br />
smooth dimension, erot, spoke, specific<br />
bodies working out in space, around<br />
<br />
around, angles peal her eyes to scan<br />
the roof & white these spools of light,<br />
<br />
I'd love you day to-day, and slip my<br />
meat hr hand again, yr chest is<br />
<br />
shining, floats to seem my senses sad<br />
but growing hard, and flat yr face<br />
<br />
to watch this pleasure going down the<br />
waves are poised between the terms<br />
<br />
are welcome made to seal the dream<br />
again and flatter out yr hands are<br />
<br />
large enough to open up behind, and<br />
enter in yr big enough to give it<br />
<br />
back and forth, and next to now, I'd<br />
say yr name to small and open doors<br />
<br />
the body's tale and mark, you meat<br />
the roof and calm, at airs begun.<br />
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<br />
673<br />
<br />
<br />
As goes beyond the edge the door to<br />
seem within astounds the body's favor.<br />
<br />
you are, as sent, as one, as sum & form<br />
the body's eye she toucht & smell<br />
<br />
to foam the seasons wet the maiden<br />
fuller throat & tongue, I'll slide it in<br />
<br />
and wait forever, and oranges resting<br />
inner in within these sleeves are sudden<br />
<br />
round announced like seeing one and<br />
then again you move the seas aside.<br />
<br />
and pave these waves alert you are,<br />
the roses cast aside for telling what<br />
<br />
is thrown around is round & flat &<br />
sails the heart is one dimension<br />
<br />
flung within these mounds & seasons<br />
called aside by light the fevers call<br />
<br />
and night as love resides the same<br />
dimension cast about; and seeds arrive<br />
<br />
in thrusts of light, won by tempers<br />
sail'd throughout yr hands are worn<br />
<br />
by love's dimensions, called to air yr<br />
teams & reasons; as set, they are<br />
<br />
renewed or thrown away to leaf &<br />
storm the sun is sky & rain to tear<br />
<br />
the ridges brown among her face to<br />
spring the queen's own body. . . .<br />
<br />
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674<br />
<br />
At the head, some order, fox in garden,<br />
booked-out, his adverbs spell repeat.<br />
<br />
you are, at morning joint recall & coffee<br />
sends them down the ways as poked<br />
<br />
this morning means it is, and called<br />
alert, aloft, within yr hopes are<br />
<br />
wove : And loop her waist is clean<br />
to nipple green and dance around,<br />
<br />
and day today is dentinal & gong,<br />
a visit to another planet says, "retreat"<br />
<br />
or voices clattered outer out resound &<br />
palm, the right hand wins, known<br />
<br />
to all, or throws yr faces force a<br />
way to move around at jump ;the<br />
<br />
line for heaven; work as calls the<br />
days are full the nights alone, and<br />
<br />
sons delight the heart, the body's<br />
temporary habits life to light from<br />
<br />
love begun at outer houses wrung<br />
her suit and body carved among<br />
<br />
experiences blue ink shifts the mood<br />
reflects another heart is one and<br />
<br />
patient once for gathers friends and<br />
make this life resound with joy the<br />
<br />
wanderer's lines are called aloud and<br />
moved the soul's reflection comes around.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
675<br />
<br />
And stirs where fired the shoal is<br />
turned as wove, or would you call<br />
<br />
across sensation, groan & song, for love<br />
the special meetings seem the same &<br />
<br />
light the air between yr legs yr hand<br />
simpler scenes you are, and gone the<br />
<br />
roof is laid by arts we shore this fault<br />
with newer transit scored the heart's<br />
<br />
fantasies leap throughout the movie scored<br />
for tunes or other eases wept his<br />
<br />
newer rooms are painted white, a<br />
leaf a rope another sails her bottom<br />
<br />
drawn across the forms of life as<br />
practiced back and forth in bed the<br />
<br />
floor the woods the car & seated on<br />
a cushion, finger in as cast yr<br />
<br />
eyes are mine & claim, for telling<br />
one and then again you are these<br />
<br />
loops recall from other days the<br />
same time set or sentence, on the<br />
<br />
mark as set between her eyes a<br />
spot becomes whatever goes across<br />
<br />
as seed and spray; these lessons<br />
mark the waves and surf us down<br />
<br />
the days from left to write you'd<br />
be another rose or let them go.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
676<br />
<br />
You are, then, turned around the life<br />
of centers, scored like passion, in<br />
<br />
yr hand a flower opened outer out<br />
as strung in lights renew or pass.<br />
<br />
begins to feel like something done,<br />
the acts of light are moved to love,<br />
<br />
and how she cools these reams &<br />
slows my hand myself you could<br />
<br />
touch your self again, and lease the<br />
rooms for driving down these waves<br />
<br />
are blue & green again, a dangerous<br />
enterprise presses forward; how<br />
<br />
you are, then, turned around the life<br />
you chose, and let her lie back<br />
<br />
in the sun you make or stroke<br />
yr hands with light again, to<br />
<br />
shelter life and come bright shapes<br />
for senses drawn aside would<br />
<br />
make these manners plain to doubt<br />
over sharper doors, a younger<br />
<br />
girl is opened into pleasing by<br />
the mood already there to give<br />
<br />
what offers more in play the<br />
body's acts are simpler thought<br />
<br />
than seen along the road in<br />
woods no clothes & seeming.<br />
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677<br />
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You are, as has, begun and folded out<br />
her wraps are wove, the less is pen to<br />
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scene within the beams are spread from<br />
poor as worked would leave the rest<br />
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you had these passes leaped outer sad<br />
no lessons call the air companion and<br />
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son would mean these rooms are made of<br />
light and carries love's demeanor is<br />
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moved within, or moon and time the<br />
darker terms have spoke to hearing<br />
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you would belong and skips the rest<br />
as sent for leaps the simpler forces<br />
<br />
lead around the eyelids in thirsty airs<br />
as lets them drive along to post before<br />
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some shores are also left among the<br />
rooms as has forms by haste to<br />
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score her open legs are said by tongue<br />
the forest seems the same as leads the<br />
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roses cast alert forward seasons roast<br />
or slips them off to head out they<br />
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pool & season roaring up the lines are<br />
made again no road to leave her<br />
<br />
waiting again, and tango outer parts<br />
yr eye is left by lines they force<br />
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these loops to stay at love to shore <br />
this light is seen throughout the air.<br />
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678<br />
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Yr life yr own, and smoother even<br />
scene than not, another pool is widened<br />
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out from shore the lines across the fire<br />
is thundered soon the movies lean again<br />
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she meets these waves, you are alone<br />
the simpler diagrams are let again<br />
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and has the day resound at love these<br />
airs are light the skies to move a<br />
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distance in the heart to hold them<br />
in again you would remove the flight<br />
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of birds throughout this sameness eased<br />
by life's work they hold along and<br />
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say you said, she leans the roof to<br />
house & children over in the time<br />
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we are as met perhaps they send us<br />
through our selves to meet perhaps <br />
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or carry down and loose to move<br />
would sharp or lean, and skip to<br />
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score across and in, these fragments<br />
shore and song you are again to<br />
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hold among yr strangers over in the<br />
light you are as has : so let. The moon<br />
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and sentence, love's. Or easy even down<br />
and moving, flown, given in to light<br />
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where love becomes the scene for telling<br />
one and one is also said the same.<br />
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679<br />
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And let them say, stay, cleaned, the<br />
fish are said to be, warm, then, & even.<br />
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but shapes are shallow sharper seen,<br />
her warm body stretched across my<br />
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hands have said themselves, you are :<br />
as let these posts away alert, and<br />
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simple said, they rest roof & chatter<br />
simple and repeat her open chest of<br />
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fleshy buttons opened by her hands the<br />
legs apart, scene and said, then come<br />
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and stay, clouds of white vapor, a<br />
light between yr eyes, a spot, or<br />
<br />
love along the trails and scenes; as hope.<br />
would clear these rooms of pleasure<br />
<br />
the morning's presence made by time<br />
the same you are across the tab les<br />
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moved again in scores to meet perhaps<br />
another lady in her seasons given<br />
<br />
out to me to be a friend & laid<br />
between the terms for light, the burst<br />
<br />
is said arrive alone, and meet these trees<br />
as spoke they claim some solitary<br />
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time within yr spaces known would<br />
make the record spent, away, as :<br />
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love is hard between yr sighs, and<br />
light the pressure lid upon yr hands.<br />
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680<br />
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Yr open scores reversed, the great peace<br />
of letters driven off across the waves &<br />
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senses, lighted out to love her body's fervor.<br />
or are you are these lines & sentences to<br />
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the skies adrift & center, how you say<br />
to me to be the same as eases out in<br />
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shoals between yr eyes, a spot is laid<br />
as in the loops we sail to seem & said:<br />
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and in the seas no open, heard her say,<br />
yr tongue is fingered out before the storm,<br />
<br />
and light before my hands you wave &<br />
where below yr arms my seams,<br />
<br />
erect between yr lips, on hand this<br />
might belong affirmed, & should the<br />
<br />
trigger lapse behind the shoals review<br />
alarm recall he shoves it in & splits<br />
<br />
the roses lay them down and call again<br />
the movies mark again the music song<br />
<br />
and pole her eases in the morning<br />
love is said to come in pieces called<br />
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to colors green & yellow have her ears<br />
between yr hands the folded flesh is<br />
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warm her trigger up and clean the faces<br />
eye and long would come again the<br />
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one & center sure perfume her musk<br />
these rooms are ready made the same.<br />
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681<br />
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Comes behind again the roads are taken.<br />
or flowing outer seed within as light,<br />
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the water on the mountain turns self<br />
at simple attention in my bed the<br />
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basement next door's magic would clear<br />
the air again perhaps it rained her<br />
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fleshy bottom and some pancake breasts<br />
are floating in my mind, as pianos.<br />
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a day is clear enough, I guess, and<br />
smooth her lips would call across<br />
<br />
for pleasure's sense and pool, would<br />
light arrive you are, a love's pull<br />
<br />
the charge and calm, as sleeps like<br />
time and called the same, some legs<br />
<br />
are running back & spread the moon is<br />
presence in the day some light<br />
<br />
her movies run, and shore these faults<br />
like mountains; organize the day-like<br />
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life-like, light in love's presence<br />
and make another name declare you<br />
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are the same to come across the day<br />
as shoals yr surfer heart in clasps<br />
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the California flock is wooden airs<br />
reviewed in lesser marks as shoots<br />
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and moves the person charm & soul<br />
the roof is calling, camp and farm.<br />
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682<br />
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Her lines and favor steam aside for this<br />
and sings some roof to climb yr heart<br />
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is one and moving air to pool the light<br />
that pours between yr legs is also<br />
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love in some sensations made the same<br />
with both hands calls her back and<br />
<br />
lays her down in dinner scenes would<br />
make you stay alone or call these movies<br />
<br />
done and finished would these lines decide<br />
you are and set to tell the forces<br />
<br />
lay the bodies on the trail for tongue<br />
and chime resounds her open door is<br />
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also open, sentenced in some scenes<br />
or rests in pleasure's trains the loops<br />
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resound inside some cautious terms<br />
unite between yr legs again I'd ride<br />
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some distance pulled apart perhaps<br />
this horse & rider are not new but<br />
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laid by time between the days to meet<br />
the scores reversed in simpler terms<br />
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we hold apart the lessons mask and<br />
drum you are among my signs as<br />
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someone raining in the days below yr<br />
arms you rise in climates seasoned<br />
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in yr hands a bullet drops away,<br />
and love is entered in like fresh flesh.<br />
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683<br />
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Signs grown daily wider, woman groan<br />
below, as pleasure drives her into dream<br />
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where erection strains her winding stream<br />
within this come & squirt she yields<br />
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this passion thrown aside to will withdrawn.<br />
or lies this palisade unbroken shines<br />
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her dream of constant pleasure smiles<br />
tantra world the strains are sun at<br />
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polar seasons shored reviewed the name<br />
the drums are weaving waving scenes<br />
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the light from out these loops recall<br />
love's perfect drama unrelieved constant<br />
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too this un-becoming woven outer heads<br />
her breasts drawn tightly overhead<br />
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the open door is named : you are, and sung<br />
like Eagle's cries sharper seen but held<br />
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her butterflies are shining, left alert in<br />
movies watched the same room laid her<br />
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ass is flesh the pods are seeded love the<br />
name she gives to pleasures eased at<br />
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bed the body cools to tongue & sign,<br />
Yr claims attend these foolish airs to<br />
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house and garden, foxes everywhere to<br />
draw the heart aside one straight line<br />
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is a man's life and some the same his<br />
life unfolded mask & drum, the friend.<br />
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684<br />
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Or goes before her lines the same are<br />
also drawn the figures share the light,<br />
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and hard into the time the work and<br />
moving in the same we're along as<br />
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pulled aside the time is set between her<br />
eyes, a spot decides the light as calls<br />
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the movies love's as seen her body oils<br />
but leaves to move the tree into sharper<br />
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lines the root as earth and increased into<br />
work, perhaps I'll meet you in the days<br />
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as long the triangles spun in shallow<br />
drops and fewer friends they wait<br />
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to trot the scale of track and field, a<br />
singular lesson aches this fringe to<br />
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love regained the motives send between<br />
yr hands and passion in the air as<br />
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love, perhaps, the reasons call aside<br />
or pass the distance room and term<br />
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forever shifts them back, I'll wait no<br />
danger here, but seems too easy, not<br />
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the form of life but acts within a sphere<br />
are market place to be a light inside<br />
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her forces are the same and human flown<br />
by cheerful dreams a naked time is also<br />
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drawn in names the plowed field comes<br />
a button licked the fingers pulled aside.<br />
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685<br />
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The rest is roses signed along. You are a<br />
song or something less familiar hoses<br />
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out her body shaped by fire yr hands<br />
are also voluntary. Or harder noses call<br />
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the fire spelled by lines obstruct the<br />
maiden at her marrying into seasons<br />
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called along the way like forests on<br />
the earth yr sons are minded out the<br />
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roof is resting into arms her body sad<br />
but left alone, for the years at pass<br />
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the glow particular then, to cooler dreams<br />
or none, yr spaces organized in sense<br />
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they part apart as slowly dying love<br />
affairs seem longer than what passes<br />
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in the morning voluntary shores no<br />
fault perhaps she wings these threads<br />
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the river called alone the earth the same<br />
in tense or sullen attributes persist<br />
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like shadows drawn the faces split<br />
or meeting down the line is dropped.<br />
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yr forces cleaned by ropes in sign<br />
you are these lights within, as loop<br />
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to movie calmed would mark along<br />
toward light in love's beginning now<br />
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the rest is roses signed along, and<br />
settles into what we laid between us.<br />
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686<br />
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As world or world, I'd ride her<br />
pleasure; she's big enough, and drink<br />
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this fountain from her center's youth<br />
and see this finger make her come<br />
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and join this coming with my own<br />
butterfly lays the seeds and push them<br />
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in to set aside the names for things,<br />
but lean across yr breasts are large<br />
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and now's yr husband leaving, inner<br />
in the life that makes some light<br />
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afar at love's pushing muscles gropes to<br />
sing in sweaty acts positions upside<br />
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down and drawing lines around you.<br />
fiercely dreams the giant, ears asleep<br />
<br />
we rides his waves of laughter, and<br />
would she seem beneath you, its on<br />
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the bed she draws her legs apart &<br />
seams you into wetter places pusht<br />
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affirmed & legs are drawn within the<br />
acts performed like license marked<br />
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by fantasy sloped aside or coiled in yr<br />
hands another poem shapes the day<br />
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or loafs along to sell them down the chimes<br />
and forts they left behind, & there's<br />
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the eye, and meant, you would, across<br />
and streaming down the folded skies.<br />
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687<br />
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As sky, the mare afloat, her eye is wet<br />
for charges in the season lined between.<br />
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or reached, this slow gallop into pleasure, &<br />
let the summer groan her witness, large<br />
<br />
enough her breasts are heavier, but turned<br />
behind to climb aboard this business at<br />
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the lawn & measured forward, laid by hand<br />
afar to seem you are these rooms beyond<br />
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or seas to ream her outer poles review,<br />
for scans the leaving shore is spelled<br />
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a cautious transit leans no error hears<br />
the sign and lets the roses bear along<br />
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this air this : you would claim this act,<br />
yr own is meaning into salient beams<br />
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the portion called relief and hands again<br />
they'd set you clean and simple here<br />
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survived, but down her bottom shreds a<br />
form of single thrones, receipt: the mare<br />
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relieved in coming home by quarts, I'll <br />
drink this portion made my own, and<br />
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sing another charm between her legs, a<br />
spot, they lean through dusty songs<br />
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for strangers turned ahold for words &<br />
passions flung outer out below the bird<br />
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rests in softer light where love resides<br />
this loam and fission called again you are.<br />
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688<br />
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The air permits, and then again, you<br />
are the same as time, and leaves the<br />
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open shirts for breasts exposed, and up<br />
and underneath the floor, a feel, astir.<br />
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the room would peal across meeting<br />
with someone already known to be a<br />
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fox in garden hung about with pleasure's<br />
action, a rocket in the center, light is<br />
<br />
carried out in love's acts: or would the<br />
rooms be bare to life if carried on<br />
<br />
for tame and sallow friends? The door<br />
or passion's horn in tight rows, I<br />
<br />
see her dreaming vibrates the book &<br />
call. States the one, to come long &<br />
<br />
vision in the pleasing cocks the light<br />
as tongue in places marked for love<br />
<br />
and on around the world, at eighty paces<br />
layer scheme to shelf & shale these<br />
<br />
rooms of white beginning outer signs<br />
or makes no others calm unite the fool<br />
<br />
as leans across between her legs, a<br />
spot for touching hand & thigh, you<br />
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see I have my songs, and sing her<br />
daily duty energized in fantasies where<br />
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my will will call her in to be & see<br />
exists where comes to life before me.<br />
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689<br />
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The waves are signed. At post, she rubs<br />
for dinner underneath yr pants, twitch<br />
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and gleam terrestrial beam & shot, for<br />
seed life spread, yr breasts are full<br />
<br />
for pleasure's grasp & song; along between<br />
for open door & cock of glass, lighted<br />
<br />
into play at love's touch. The flowers<br />
smell the room for single hands,<br />
<br />
but hear and come again, sum & pool of<br />
light becalmed at home the nest & bird;<br />
<br />
increase : Gentle. Mate's union fucked<br />
and gather grass arise and sing her name.<br />
<br />
the days to seem within arrive alone<br />
but open shots review, the future comes,<br />
<br />
& has her perfect in my dream & sign, a<br />
wave across the air to call her down<br />
<br />
the days alert to meeting one-in-one, as<br />
old friends catch their age inertia, there<br />
<br />
is nothing not, as on the time no<br />
movies said the lady's thought it's<br />
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fun to ask, & peer shots call, the<br />
balls explode her mouth is moving in<br />
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and out to ream the short stroke's fathom<br />
strung between her legs, an arrow<br />
<br />
shot for light and love, and fuck<br />
again some strong song given out.<br />
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690<br />
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You are, then. The pastured in the light<br />
at line we hold to time as life and<br />
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school these lines again in air review & calm<br />
to love as comes across yr eyes are clear<br />
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to some as not below the stars to see in<br />
term unite along the waves of light at<br />
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joint & palm the arms are wove together<br />
in the cooler lapses out among them<br />
<br />
spent to linger out along these days of<br />
where we hold among our friends.<br />
<br />
and send them down to love the name<br />
we give to pleasure, strong along these<br />
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marks and signs and into summer sets<br />
where caught or warm, and thorough work<br />
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the lines are daily drawn for favor cast<br />
as into seasons dream and song unite<br />
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at eases named or said, announce or say,<br />
would call and shore to thorough loops<br />
<br />
warmer known than dreamed yr arrow<br />
into naming kept the day after regular<br />
<br />
as clock clock the news is traveled fast<br />
to forward claims you'd say another<br />
<br />
line is narrow faster spaces filled are not<br />
alert but necessary doves can say the<br />
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way to love is need & song where called<br />
again the characters figure scenes.<br />
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691<br />
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Yr names are clear enough, the work<br />
completes exchanges wandered here<br />
<br />
begun & settles in the day's rushes<br />
in the air and sung to hold the<br />
<br />
light beneath yr eyes as goes beyond<br />
or fastens tongue & sign for this<br />
<br />
to be another thing of love's air to seam<br />
and settle down for lunch the lines<br />
<br />
are also favors in the simpler signs we<br />
leave among some foreign movies a<br />
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a mark is danced or laid between<br />
her eyes a spot and rubbed again<br />
<br />
would be the sign again revolves to<br />
truer evolutions sea and pool unite<br />
<br />
the verge of color thought perhaps to<br />
call the motive strong or drawn to<br />
<br />
lease and claw, the roof, act. You would<br />
begin, then, as shores these eases<br />
<br />
one and then the day : lap collapse,<br />
at the outside, strains, or leaps a<br />
<br />
simpler sail to reams of light you are.<br />
these cleaner terms are folded in the<br />
<br />
waves you make around me, & meetings<br />
have the force of life regained, and<br />
<br />
sharp enthusiasm sings the blood to hear<br />
within some pleasures rise like flesh.<br />
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692<br />
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Down between the days we find another <br />
term as has these forces closed beyond<br />
<br />
a line along the days we call each other<br />
in to meeting down and sharp across the<br />
<br />
light is said to be these forms of life like<br />
love is moved to say alert as posts these<br />
<br />
songs to say complete conclude the poem<br />
has some sign of leaving well enough alone<br />
<br />
as seems the lady's leaving sue and charm to<br />
crazier times recalled, love's agonies leave<br />
<br />
the body somewhat short as drawn along in<br />
sense perhaps you'd seal the door & leave me<br />
<br />
in the sun's beginning now to paint & space.<br />
but sharper lines are heated now & then,<br />
<br />
and tired of the state of things, relief<br />
is settled by the marks across yr eyes, &<br />
<br />
who we said hello is poem sign the loop<br />
aloft release & said alone along among,<br />
<br />
the city beckons outer song & pool the rest<br />
would clear the air yr movies spent<br />
<br />
or leans among her odors cheek & toe, you<br />
smooth the days among these days to<br />
<br />
seem the same and left alone would be<br />
another name for seasons cold among<br />
<br />
abundance, the light is broken through as<br />
has another time & unit sold before you are.<br />
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693<br />
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They call aloud for measure, and<br />
the things of time are cleared away.<br />
<br />
as has between the signs alert, and<br />
sharper news is made the same to<br />
<br />
go along and sail them into seasons <br />
drawn retreat to join with others<br />
<br />
cooler terms are said to wait. Or <br />
would you come and stay beneath<br />
<br />
the dance as waved or sung. Love<br />
is this light luminous, as shore<br />
<br />
and fault to meanings thrown in<br />
senses gained the risk of pleasure<br />
<br />
is some distance from the self, a<br />
drawing left between yr eyes,<br />
<br />
or jerked alone the pastures grown,<br />
as often made for seas to green<br />
<br />
aloud the red airs call, or leave<br />
them into in as lets them say<br />
<br />
a name begins to roam below her<br />
arms, these songs of touch & tremble.<br />
<br />
but light becalms the eye to disks<br />
as throws bestow the circle later<br />
<br />
now than not. Pool yr eyes to<br />
love, they seem to have the<br />
<br />
sign & call, and light is cautious<br />
streaming seed and life astound.<br />
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694<br />
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I am, these walls are favors, beckon<br />
time within yr faces, haul the shore<br />
<br />
like what is laid across the bed at light<br />
love's finger in yr body calm to see<br />
<br />
what flows as nectar slip among the days<br />
unmet, but splintered cool and easy<br />
<br />
out before we say to home and fox-alert<br />
would low these calls again you are<br />
<br />
the same as has between these signs<br />
alone and "hidden well," for safety<br />
<br />
follows least resists of the world caught<br />
the darker view subsists, no claim is<br />
<br />
charged again for fortune's while blessed<br />
or words against the sun's obedience is<br />
<br />
moved as outer told without, no harm in<br />
seeming what you are, the day of light<br />
<br />
in the world's calm other, who passed<br />
like licks against her tongue's places<br />
<br />
in and out beneath the light which floats<br />
above the bed in dreams you are the<br />
<br />
same. Or into roses crept, the line's own<br />
flavor short or spraying in within as<br />
<br />
has these oars renew from form drawn<br />
as charges laid, the lady calls along<br />
<br />
her own dreams and I thrown them<br />
simpler here than flown along these eases.<br />
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695<br />
<br />
A lake enflames at passing. The light<br />
is waved her eyes are shore & song, the<br />
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room perhaps inert bestowed release and<br />
hands the body's warrior large affirm or<br />
<br />
finds her down the line is warm to sea<br />
these floats alive the road entangled not<br />
<br />
by love perhaps is found beneath the sky.<br />
you are, and said among yr favors sleeps<br />
<br />
her hands have opened up the flow within<br />
yr heart as some begun like movies skipped<br />
<br />
at forward claims for life a fragile colony<br />
sum & portion leaves the rest and stays<br />
<br />
but goes the way to say resist the forts are<br />
broken easy love is made surrender in<br />
<br />
the force of movement strong and here as<br />
untranspired roof and claim the floor<br />
<br />
is opened out but slowly now her pleasures<br />
grown with blue & green, but in the dangers<br />
<br />
slips between her legs his face or hands<br />
the body tunes and spreads its columns<br />
<br />
flat. The day begins, no dream but seas<br />
and spokes afloat by nouns recall<br />
<br />
or flowers patterned out the moon is clear<br />
or shallow; faced by love, and drawn<br />
<br />
the light in tense or southern, released and<br />
grown to pleasure's stance, yr face renews.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
696<br />
<br />
Yr home is music throne-like, senses are<br />
this food in bronzed glazes lip to sink.<br />
<br />
clattered outer spun, alert the movie sings,<br />
her waist is gathered into season's smoke,<br />
<br />
of looser shifts without; in pinnacle gleams<br />
light's loves, her eye is opened dancing,<br />
<br />
licks these favors greening-in, and shatters<br />
illusory passions leaving rest and shower.<br />
<br />
yr eyes the same as both or either, one,<br />
but clips between and sprays the dirt<br />
<br />
for cleaner posts below her hands, it<br />
buttons now again in senses named<br />
<br />
before yr bases cast would say, again,<br />
as eases drawn along the day, you are<br />
<br />
these natives drawn toward eastern loves<br />
but the body's acts are new and sent<br />
<br />
by line by line, and into something seeds<br />
the moves to make them one by one and<br />
<br />
right to score his easier dues & skim <br />
the pot some duty leaving some occasion<br />
<br />
known in thrust thrown to sail her<br />
down the waters glowing master's gate<br />
<br />
and bomb, alert a life along, would <br />
come to meet but soar aloud these<br />
<br />
songs are music in the day, to score the<br />
loose wraps drawn accordingly, so.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
697<br />
<br />
The same is left unfolded in its pressure.<br />
fortune seems alert behind the mask of <br />
<br />
presences, yr smooth seas are foaming-in.<br />
but holds the way afloat, you are and<br />
<br />
made the same in movement, left alone again,<br />
and transferred smiling in the light, no<br />
<br />
airs recall the dance, but holds between<br />
the days for love perhaps, but leads her<br />
<br />
down the ways like life like love and hears<br />
the room begin some easier life, but<br />
<br />
called to sentences drawn aside would clear<br />
the day to sail along the dream and breast<br />
<br />
her tides in moon or presence single words<br />
would go along and hold to silent moves<br />
<br />
and caution foxes in the dark, the mass<br />
is lighted from within the mountain is<br />
<br />
a simpler growth than said at first and<br />
stay the loops recall what laid between<br />
<br />
her gasps and now no other's silence beams <br />
away would know yr name or<br />
<br />
presence undefined alone and now the<br />
silence calls along to be a speech of<br />
<br />
something said again the rest is what<br />
was also there before but now is<br />
<br />
what is there, you are and spoke. The <br />
days are also new to be the same.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
698<br />
<br />
Mid speed called arrive. But sharp, the<br />
cool day crisp new is come alive a<br />
<br />
sense the light has warmed the score<br />
and love turns to as simpler fires<br />
<br />
say the proper life to some is nothing<br />
left aside yr heart would say to<br />
<br />
meeting some and other the roof and tale<br />
of heavier words and friends the loop.<br />
<br />
or Diction, sd he, yr problem, novel.<br />
the place is beckoned outer spun of<br />
<br />
rafts afloat with pulses new or sent.<br />
but wood in fire the meat is cooked<br />
<br />
her buns are warm throughout grosser<br />
names the love we shore in spinning<br />
<br />
memorial plants or lounging forward<br />
harps to dust and clean days<br />
<br />
tremble now to smoother lights in<br />
the raw or left untutored but<br />
<br />
among these others new perhaps but<br />
told the same is clean & clinging.<br />
<br />
caldron's fate renews the thought,<br />
and life's calm doctrines clear the<br />
<br />
air between yr sighs and songs, I'd<br />
clean you out for heavier shots.<br />
<br />
loop recall, her doors are opened<br />
outer spun reflection calls again.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
699<br />
<br />
These lines perhaps are also names.<br />
yr life afloat within as passes on<br />
<br />
for senses left alert; scores review reversed,<br />
yr platters flung between her legs, a tongue!<br />
<br />
some places wrung before the storm; at one<br />
along aloft at last, among my others, will<br />
<br />
and song restore from notes or waves of<br />
light : love. You are, at face and force<br />
<br />
the seas are broken into light, a song arrived<br />
complete, shaled into seasons as peak & throng<br />
<br />
would say, repeat yr form her body's pleasure<br />
seen, at afternoon delight : or would this<br />
<br />
shore renew, becalmed at life's center's rests.<br />
and row across the river new now spun,<br />
<br />
screw through, night comes quick, spray<br />
or drop, fathom-sharp, her eyes alight<br />
<br />
would say, this. The rest, fleeced in, is<br />
heart thrust, to meet! And then, again,<br />
<br />
you are, and no mistake, the line passes<br />
eagle & sons, songs, alert begun afar<br />
<br />
this room is also cleared away in sense<br />
bereft the day no longer rain but<br />
<br />
heat, the heart's anchor, compressed<br />
to light the salient drums are one<br />
<br />
and said to this, today, the same<br />
and love her down the day tonight.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
700<br />
<br />
Day's ends call down along the waves.<br />
you would begin between her sighs, the<br />
<br />
terms are full, her breasts against her shirt.<br />
calls unite, the small matters lay aside<br />
<br />
her shoal's perfume, my sock. Stay around<br />
I'll swamp the highland's treasure, spoke<br />
<br />
to night, to moon, fuller split spilt flowed.<br />
like a shot between yr lips are sighs per<br />
<br />
-formed, or danced to throne by throne, you<br />
sail around my mind's composing, flexed<br />
<br />
bell & song, to spell the cries of leaning mortar.<br />
boys bail balling. Individual lines are<br />
<br />
also names & cues, the rest would say<br />
the mood is cleared away, fortunes are<br />
<br />
exposed parts the eye's face forces light<br />
to be the sign of love's beginning groan<br />
<br />
& song the same meat quivers lay & stay<br />
again her robes are shivered off again<br />
<br />
and coils in. lights opposed her woolen fingers<br />
sail the muscle's ream and plain hands<br />
<br />
pulling left and right you are the same to<br />
me to be along and said aloft to love, a<br />
<br />
new air sounds between my hands, the fire<br />
twirls throughout her harps are wove to<br />
<br />
me to be these words my heart's pull &<br />
shine at moon alert again we dance.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-82475296127452320712007-04-21T04:54:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:42:46.559-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book XIV|||||||||||||||<br />
<br />
<br />
701<br />
<br />
New air calls yr name, throughout some<br />
folds of flesh yr breasts are wove at<br />
<br />
spar & tine, aloft these coils of light are<br />
named in senses thorough lined perhaps<br />
<br />
yr face is opened out to see love's calm<br />
possession is not the same box over. Set <br />
<br />
to scene yr works are new to name her<br />
home and song the life we make is<br />
<br />
grown together, union's fire, earth to<br />
air the trembling storm is bitten in<br />
<br />
some gasps her body's dances laid<br />
beside my bed would call them down<br />
<br />
the charges hold between her eyes, a <br />
spot is charm to touch: yr eyes a spot<br />
<br />
the same day seen I dreamed yr<br />
constant beauty formed within an<br />
<br />
instant, child-met & love-spoke, the seed<br />
of some specific beauty marked, arrived<br />
<br />
in sails the seas are followed out the<br />
mare at gallop in the season's mating.<br />
<br />
702<br />
<br />
Yr call and song, butterfly, is a<br />
hard on at dawn, light flies my<br />
<br />
song's belly bounces pushed yr eye<br />
and open hands would slip before<br />
<br />
the light waves break this day at<br />
turn and show : love's moods quicken<br />
<br />
outer met her breasts would call,<br />
and finger-in these loops of flesh,<br />
<br />
a pleasure in the making; names of<br />
places in yr pants are under<br />
<br />
lights a brief shot walls are white.<br />
and shores of sense the rooms<br />
<br />
of love to mark yr movement in<br />
my hands, the door is opened in<br />
<br />
-to space and love's time arrives<br />
the man is home & hears her say<br />
<br />
again and brings it up between<br />
his hands and puts his flesh in<br />
<br />
to her light to come at dawn.<br />
<br />
703<br />
<br />
The light inside yr face is sharp &<br />
silent; spaced out from what love calls.<br />
<br />
the mood is clean : you would snare yr<br />
woman in yr charm, with specific<br />
<br />
meaning for yr life. And warm to say<br />
hello, to sail her body through the dark;<br />
<br />
approached morning, shifted sense & scene.<br />
alive aloft, a loop wd call "recall"<br />
<br />
and other moons are welcome sharp & new.<br />
this woman's pleasures wrap the air to<br />
<br />
cool perhaps the light & sharper sails in<br />
motive lapses outer coils moved along<br />
<br />
would move between yr eyes, another<br />
bay and charm, a touch and then along<br />
<br />
her waves wall and spoon, at work to<br />
coil below the chair to sit silent in<br />
<br />
the day as shore to shore again, the<br />
open door unfolds me outer spun<br />
<br />
and clarify the duties move & open up<br />
her clothing kissed her bare breasts.<br />
<br />
704<br />
<br />
Yr harps are wove, drum light her<br />
dresses flying over head this<br />
<br />
under coat for touch no eyes but<br />
meets the moon's fragrances cast<br />
<br />
between yr legs and over : and<br />
hear the seas open into morning,<br />
<br />
the fish fly the dark shore of<br />
love, and in yr eyes old lover's<br />
<br />
faces, she skims my heart, I<br />
call her name again the picture<br />
<br />
bursts & flows the season in my<br />
name is one and left the same<br />
<br />
way settles down to wait some<br />
scores are never new but now,<br />
<br />
and salient lines become the rule<br />
as on across the great water,<br />
<br />
crossing on across the light in<br />
senses moved beyond the day,<br />
<br />
you shatter. Love enters in.<br />
<br />
705<br />
<br />
Open airs are meeting light inside<br />
yr eyes as has to call beyond the<br />
<br />
sea at sentence moved to shore these<br />
lines would say hello again & stop.<br />
<br />
this wave, love's, at center & song<br />
the same is moved across bright<br />
<br />
vertue. In tense the same she weaves<br />
my life inside yr thigh, a spring,<br />
<br />
a moss, a loop of light become the<br />
way & wave the sea melting in &<br />
<br />
in again the bright sky seen within<br />
as standstill gives way to progress,<br />
<br />
three times one across the day's line<br />
and song the same as has to let<br />
<br />
them out and outer still this pool revolves<br />
between my legs yr hand is mouth<br />
<br />
and pool as comes yr rounds of flesh<br />
folded back the flower opens in<br />
<br />
to say the love arrives again.<br />
<br />
706<br />
<br />
The time afar, she comes to visit, a<br />
fire on the mountain's grace is formed<br />
<br />
perfume yr body's musk & song, eye<br />
and long along yr pleasure, moved to<br />
<br />
seasons set in summer moves revolved<br />
the panther's leap the light is folded<br />
<br />
in around yr breasts, and more to be<br />
this one and one again the door is open.<br />
<br />
I call you love again. We meet inside<br />
the light which comes from there, within<br />
<br />
yr eyes as deeper lines unfold me in<br />
a time to say, the same day hears<br />
<br />
theme and song the same air rooms<br />
these lights yr body's grace in<br />
<br />
revolution back to back we spin together<br />
children in their setting; loops of time<br />
<br />
together in experience the shot we give<br />
for love in tense or pattern up<br />
<br />
the shore and landing in yr heart.<br />
<br />
707<br />
<br />
Fresh air, yr peals alight in<br />
love in time yr pants alert.<br />
<br />
she's waking up and sailing down<br />
the seasons into song & dance,<br />
<br />
a beautiful lady signs my name<br />
and into light her breasts are<br />
<br />
wove. Seal & chain, his ears are<br />
also seen in tense regained to<br />
<br />
sullen pools reflect, or outer<br />
houses flung and hustle, ears<br />
<br />
her body's lights are folded<br />
outer out I'll sing these names<br />
<br />
to shore yr eyes across the bed<br />
at night and meet against the<br />
<br />
tides the long lines weaving out<br />
to say the same, you are, and<br />
<br />
into meeting in between the days<br />
of shoal perfume long along<br />
<br />
this patient score is settled in.<br />
<br />
708<br />
<br />
Days before the light. After seasons<br />
rest yr hand and eye, dream to<br />
<br />
score yr settling out in times we see<br />
line and hand the same is moved<br />
<br />
at rest perhaps you are, and wound<br />
along yr tresses gray and white, to<br />
<br />
pool astir and firm along these waves<br />
are also sound. Love's clear trail, a<br />
<br />
form beyond yr pleasures, tine & sleeve,<br />
the pastures wound like slower eaves.<br />
<br />
the all in some leaning aisle, you are,<br />
another loom perhaps is calling at<br />
<br />
these airs renew, or foal & charm, eye<br />
this blue line along yr flesh, and<br />
<br />
rising up the tree's light, life her<br />
body thrown by winds into my sail<br />
<br />
and form the same you sent these<br />
moods and said my name in real<br />
<br />
or passion slid around the sky &<br />
saw these face s green & yellow air.<br />
<br />
<br />
709<br />
<br />
You are, then, aloft-alive, in<br />
senses coiled out her body's<br />
<br />
pleasures trimmed together, a moon<br />
away at new pools driven through<br />
<br />
or dark to light her spaces wove<br />
as : at outer houses spun, the room<br />
<br />
you mate these lines within, or space<br />
affirmed this life's rhyme to screen.<br />
<br />
called, met, seasoned through to a<br />
simpler screen, these and these, and<br />
<br />
spell or demon; for love cleans<br />
the air; positions cling to sheer<br />
<br />
lines drawn along the floor, a<br />
pair a pool and seen the<br />
<br />
flea to stay and cool her laps<br />
to spin and dream, at half<br />
<br />
lines, page and screen, yr open<br />
legs with hands across the<br />
<br />
moon and dream, at time & song.<br />
<br />
710<br />
<br />
As spoke, the ways becalm the eye.<br />
in time, you are, but holding true.<br />
<br />
as would, into airs, the light tree<br />
is wound into light yr legs apart.<br />
<br />
and into love's distances comes<br />
another moon and year, crossed<br />
<br />
by lines by terms yr heart to<br />
say the rest is calling out<br />
<br />
in moving airs would be a face<br />
and make her down the days<br />
<br />
the same as passes through the same,<br />
in tense and regular nights are<br />
<br />
let arrive yr folds align like rest<br />
or outer pales are housed to share<br />
<br />
these invitations wrapped between<br />
some sighs arrives the mountain;<br />
<br />
pit and stream they flow the same<br />
and leave these rooms afloat.<br />
<br />
711<br />
<br />
Yr lights arrive at love's center &<br />
toss, whirling song-spun & outer, in.<br />
<br />
this air retrieves; you are, then, sky<br />
-blue and won his chocolate dreams<br />
<br />
enfold : modesty becomes the mare.<br />
her harps are wove in painted<br />
<br />
rollers calling summer's palms are<br />
green and yellow hammers peal<br />
<br />
and grow her looms as white<br />
becalms yr teeth. Thigh & tongue<br />
<br />
unwind like clauses wrung from<br />
treasure's lap & lung afloat again.<br />
<br />
black flower, white star center<br />
golden sun and hears this<br />
<br />
carry through to conclusions known<br />
begun the life one has has<br />
<br />
light beneath her arms are<br />
wings to sail the earth & sky.<br />
<br />
712<br />
<br />
Another line, perhaps, and friends<br />
arrive like light and visitation.<br />
<br />
yr eyes are moved his modest<br />
claims and met; the room decides<br />
<br />
or other patterns calling out to<br />
spin among yr sentences, claw<br />
<br />
to air the roof and chain you<br />
are these days of life to clean<br />
<br />
the earth and meet yr faces<br />
out and moving clear across<br />
<br />
the day : sharp to spin some<br />
pools against the day as has,<br />
<br />
to let them in across the bed,<br />
her sharper dues from love's<br />
<br />
own being, met again, aloft<br />
these trials clean to spin, a<br />
<br />
roller calms the foot at ladder<br />
color now and set, a bird.<br />
<br />
713<br />
<br />
Light to time, you are the same<br />
as one-won, into seeming set., ort<br />
<br />
settled-out, between her thighs, a<br />
spot, and tongued-in, and turned,<br />
<br />
elixer elixir, he likes her, outer<br />
out the scratch across the sky<br />
<br />
would sound yr name is also<br />
new or newer still & silent spoke<br />
<br />
would clear the air of music into<br />
son g and houses in the air you are,<br />
<br />
and would becalm again this air<br />
inside yr eyes is light from love's<br />
<br />
own center climbed again the movies<br />
call from time to time some spaces<br />
<br />
settle down and stay the eyes are<br />
calling now again you stay alone<br />
<br />
at night too soon to be the sons<br />
are warm, as has : to let, again.<br />
<br />
714<br />
<br />
The air wd call aloud, thunder's<br />
boom the sun comes back to stay.<br />
<br />
yr faces calling smooth perhaps again<br />
they fold her down the days and<br />
<br />
fortune gasping fired twice, yr posts<br />
and movies grinning seems the same<br />
<br />
or hoses down these signs from now<br />
to sail the rest as looped recall<br />
<br />
for doubt as glistens one and then a<br />
raft of pressure, strong perhaps again<br />
<br />
yr features calm against her seasons<br />
given out from love's delight yr<br />
<br />
passions flowing in between the lines<br />
would make these clothes address a<br />
<br />
leaning tower for arrows given out<br />
to light the rooms within yr faces<br />
<br />
drawn along the floor his pictures<br />
growing in the dark and mattered.<br />
<br />
715<br />
<br />
Yr eyes are looms of light before<br />
the day arrives at love's harps.<br />
<br />
wove her breasts are new to<br />
signs the room as heart and<br />
<br />
pool the shapes of light are<br />
said alert the moon to seem<br />
<br />
the same and counter off her<br />
lines are called to hear these<br />
<br />
songs the same is long along<br />
the dreams affirm bestow at<br />
<br />
scene and drum the ropes are<br />
woven tight as flesh in tense;<br />
<br />
there sail across the moon is<br />
also new today in phases<br />
<br />
caught would clear the doors<br />
away and send them down in<br />
<br />
easier drifts as has, to let<br />
them calm the days at love.<br />
<br />
716<br />
<br />
Yr name, perhaps the same way<br />
settles out to seem within along<br />
<br />
a distance poled, remarked before<br />
she spoke and new to follow<br />
<br />
along my hand inside the time is<br />
shore and palm, like trees like<br />
<br />
at firm fore stalls aloud or leaves<br />
to trim her brushes out between<br />
<br />
these sails are wooden flaps<br />
and calm the airs are woven to<br />
<br />
the door and called along the rest<br />
you are these signs below the<br />
<br />
roof and chain, or spills to light<br />
where love cling s and hears these<br />
<br />
friends the town's relief is said<br />
in simpler turns to stay afraid<br />
<br />
is no victory, yr heart has grown<br />
and pealed her dreams afar.<br />
<br />
717<br />
<br />
As eyes as lines begins the same<br />
in refuge called to stay the moon<br />
<br />
is said again, her meats to slip them<br />
back again, yr head and senses lay<br />
<br />
them back to spin; and leans across<br />
and down the back at tongues a<br />
<br />
door the morning says, at light<br />
he wakes, and love struggles<br />
<br />
out, the meetings made intense <br />
to seem within yr eyes, a<br />
<br />
spot is made from light to go<br />
the other distances, hand again<br />
<br />
the night's love alone, and say<br />
to something red or yellow in<br />
<br />
the air and met, yr times are<br />
coiled back around to hold it<br />
<br />
blown within the carcass, spent<br />
or drawn, we are the same again.<br />
<br />
718<br />
<br />
Yr eyes are also lines affirm<br />
the presence in between the<br />
<br />
oars are weaving out the same<br />
way set the time along and set<br />
<br />
from form relieved she stands<br />
alone along the way you are<br />
<br />
to seem the air is pools to be<br />
these lines as goes along the<br />
<br />
way you are the same repeats at<br />
joining hands would clear<br />
<br />
the time among the light which<br />
calls away, or grows from<br />
<br />
shore to sign would seem you <br />
are these lines away would<br />
<br />
say to paint them down the<br />
lines are color in between<br />
<br />
her legs a spot becalms these<br />
forces, love, the day, again.<br />
<br />
719<br />
<br />
Light, yr names are sown, as<br />
sad eyes turn down & hold<br />
<br />
her lines I was afraid of love,<br />
and entered in within my fate.<br />
<br />
oar across the scene, you met me<br />
in some dream alert between these<br />
<br />
signs, and followed down between<br />
the days where seldom grew some<br />
<br />
lives but struggled out, and waits.<br />
my heart is born to these beginnings.<br />
<br />
the time is long between the eyes,<br />
I'm strewn against the air, a<br />
<br />
frail thicket quickens outer out<br />
would hold away to shores<br />
<br />
released, and there; form is <br />
laid against her shoulders, <br />
<br />
where into seasons draw the<br />
light scores throng and drum.<br />
<br />
720<br />
<br />
Eye's gentle limits perform light,<br />
at love's entry, tongue her<br />
<br />
dong & sailing, ship & oar revolve,<br />
the presence sentence laid by<br />
<br />
term & time to stay the same.<br />
at home her crouching stance,<br />
<br />
as wind's penetration calls<br />
aloud some touch has wings to<br />
<br />
air & song alert the same way<br />
says, you are : meets, then,<br />
<br />
how we are at one these<br />
waves are also pressure's scene,<br />
<br />
would clear her warps are also<br />
known to leave the term at<br />
<br />
love's entry, open & shut, yr<br />
legs afar and healing ears<br />
<br />
are also opened out between<br />
the days are also nights.<br />
<br />
721<br />
<br />
Eyes across the edge, yr lines are<br />
also loops, and where the strong<br />
<br />
permits, a lesson drawn toward the air<br />
and has some dream to seed her<br />
<br />
body's times and seasons arm & song,<br />
would call beyond the place we see<br />
<br />
alone in gears he wanders homeless, to<br />
and to again these pleasures warp &<br />
<br />
fly between her legs, a spot, the heart<br />
is moving now, and goes to newer life<br />
<br />
in tense regret would have the man<br />
in life where love begins to seem the<br />
<br />
same as rests to hold some scores are in<br />
the air and settled-out, her names<br />
<br />
are woven down the season, light and<br />
time are also new perhaps, and<br />
<br />
call me in to stay, my life at stake<br />
where love has entered in to stay at<br />
<br />
point & charm yr days the same.<br />
<br />
722<br />
<br />
As eyes, across these lines of light, love.<br />
as hands, her harps are wove, the<br />
<br />
same terms sail beyond the intersect.<br />
at line & song, to be become, a<br />
<br />
further shore the heart's review, or<br />
moods would cling like yellow oxhide:<br />
<br />
enjoy yr throat's receptacle, seeds<br />
are shot along yr tongue again.,<br />
<br />
the door would be the same, today,<br />
the cactus says a lot between the<br />
<br />
air we breathe, no error! Today across<br />
the era, born, we say, as into light<br />
<br />
the eagle's sign released her names are<br />
newer now than not, or would the<br />
<br />
air retrieve some senses made to terms<br />
renews the time of love folded in<br />
<br />
his quack is pen enough to seem to rest<br />
the same, another era drawn to light.<br />
<br />
723<br />
<br />
At term, the lines across yr body are<br />
also light from pealing signs of joy<br />
<br />
where songs unite within these scenes<br />
from left to right, perhaps the same<br />
<br />
as goes between the shores, from light<br />
as leans across the bed to play<br />
<br />
less seriously, would clear the air in<br />
what we are along the way. You are,<br />
<br />
and set against yr tides are shown<br />
from light to score, as folded outer<br />
<br />
lines, her eyes are new, like easier<br />
pools where love is drawn together<br />
<br />
and moods to seem within the air, a<br />
looser coil, a lounging other, align<br />
<br />
the songs are made the same as light,<br />
you'd be the name of life along the<br />
<br />
mark and song the doors have laid<br />
the matter clean to say, again!<br />
<br />
724<br />
<br />
Apart, some stronger ties develop.<br />
yr names against the time, where<br />
<br />
visits to foreign cities sign alert away,<br />
would outer hold the same intense<br />
<br />
the barriers collapsed at dinner, would<br />
call to love the be the same as light,<br />
<br />
and light, yr eyes would call the same<br />
to shore these open doors are willing,<br />
<br />
in outer-out, the same store reversed<br />
to dance her arms the same you are.<br />
<br />
these airs review, you are a pole<br />
for leaning nourished drawn to<br />
<br />
hear yr name is leafed beyond a<br />
newer day is sharp to rise these<br />
<br />
open forces claim the form of light<br />
where we clatter on the sails at<br />
<br />
love begun, and hard along the way<br />
she draws these lines at song.<br />
<br />
725<br />
<br />
A line arrived, at pole-star strung<br />
his dreams of love are sense &<br />
<br />
charm, she wires out to touch it<br />
simpler sung, would clear the room<br />
<br />
and white light drawn the arms<br />
aside her layer strong to seas<br />
<br />
the sails of joy to form another<br />
time and long across the doors<br />
<br />
are crept aside afar, his loops<br />
recall another name or fashion<br />
<br />
into what decides this calm this<br />
moon the day we painted-out<br />
<br />
or fast along yr pressures into<br />
morning, swift, these oars are<br />
<br />
left along the trail, and meets<br />
these ladies in the toss her hair<br />
<br />
is longer set between the skies<br />
another touch begins to rise.<br />
<br />
726<br />
<br />
Yr eyes are lines as eyes, the<br />
open door is wet within, sharp<br />
<br />
short, a blow as has her harps are<br />
also breasts the tides would clear<br />
<br />
these senses sent along you are<br />
these terms to shoot the curls she<br />
<br />
leaves them down again the light<br />
is spoke : finds love. And call them<br />
<br />
down behind yr legs are open to<br />
some pleasures calling in and in<br />
<br />
again for tunes are spread away<br />
they are these children calling<br />
<br />
mark & song to sail, distinguish<br />
down to shores reveal beyond<br />
<br />
at love's times begun from light<br />
as drives these dreams at tongue<br />
<br />
and sign the roses burst again a<br />
movie draws these callings out.<br />
<br />
727<br />
<br />
In passion's center, at wept or eye.<br />
yr faces folded in the lines are<br />
<br />
set : the body's waves of light in<br />
seasons moon and song against<br />
<br />
the airs recalled. Endures at call<br />
you would, then, and meet at<br />
<br />
the heart's calm isolation in<br />
the weaving of yr senses, strong<br />
<br />
and slow, he perseveres to light<br />
unstrung is love's name drawn.<br />
<br />
and said aloud, you are, another<br />
day is dream and song again<br />
<br />
yr motives splashed against the<br />
movies moistened shore his arm<br />
<br />
to weep these seas along yr eye,<br />
would clear her body opened trust<br />
<br />
to sink and rise, is firm and<br />
holds direction outer-out-flung.<br />
<br />
728<br />
<br />
Yr eyes are also lines, my heart<br />
at firm endured these lights her<br />
<br />
mouth was warm enough for love,<br />
the season calling sharper said<br />
<br />
would be these times & calling.<br />
along the sign and reason, who<br />
<br />
you are tonight, and longer here<br />
than said, would make a larger<br />
<br />
family town & gong the roofs are<br />
waking down the line yr head<br />
<br />
the slower seeds are also growing<br />
out along these waves would be<br />
<br />
another name perhaps to say, you<br />
are, and set against the moon<br />
<br />
who weeps for pleasure's names<br />
the same way sets her down<br />
<br />
and says, yes, the movie slower<br />
heart to name some love again.<br />
<br />
729<br />
<br />
Yr eyes are also mine, & love's<br />
lights are also new to seem we<br />
<br />
are this time of life's own song<br />
in simpler rhythms turned to say<br />
<br />
the same time runs us up & down<br />
this thunder reams my head again<br />
<br />
in fear & joy the same is reverence<br />
term & song yr life begun to<br />
<br />
turn & hold her in these seasons<br />
blue and green together make<br />
<br />
these unions permanent said to<br />
be this train along the mounted<br />
<br />
flesh her boy's open spots declare<br />
I'll enter pleasure's fold and<br />
<br />
slip her back again we dream in<br />
moving to and to again the roses<br />
<br />
seem and slow to turn I see:<br />
the house love has entered is mine.<br />
<br />
730<br />
<br />
The songs are clear enough, and<br />
follow out the heart's waves<br />
<br />
of light between yr days the same<br />
for love as lines yr eyes to<br />
<br />
shore this bird along the center<br />
from these ease found my hand<br />
<br />
and sign, you come within these<br />
pools are let arrived at post<br />
<br />
and charm you come again, a<br />
cloud, a poem would drift the<br />
<br />
waves like passion named the<br />
door is also laid aside for<br />
<br />
what we are this time enfolds<br />
her back and back again to<br />
<br />
seem too loose for sails of<br />
light the seas transparent at<br />
<br />
the core some flowing art to<br />
smoother scenes you pass within.<br />
<br />
731<br />
<br />
Light, clean machine, she spools aloft<br />
combustion plain within yr harps<br />
<br />
are wove so spin interior some strong<br />
she says the same, as influence, the<br />
<br />
shore is fault and skin, as has<br />
so let, around the horn, love.<br />
<br />
would drive the sky like claims so<br />
spins within entire loses photos<br />
<br />
benign the heart in movement to<br />
its center, love is won by self<br />
<br />
to loose this flash of being toward<br />
its center sun magnificence unites<br />
<br />
them down the hills her body clings<br />
for joy this touch of eyes you<br />
<br />
are some moons derive their music<br />
drawn again she shines like something<br />
<br />
true, a flower, blossomed, you are,<br />
and sung among these sons of love.<br />
<br />
732<br />
<br />
You are, then, hard along the edge<br />
and riding down these turns are<br />
<br />
also new to seem the same, as has.<br />
would then, clear & claim what<br />
<br />
says, love is light, the heart's term for<br />
more. What shares this wave, ever<br />
<br />
mark & song her name the wanderer<br />
friend and pole alike, the climb<br />
<br />
out of darkness, pressed forever in<br />
her gasps delight as energy pulses<br />
<br />
in recharge the soul's airs & climb<br />
climb her mountain's broken groan<br />
<br />
released us into light becalmed<br />
and in behind again, you'll laugh<br />
<br />
or drive this dream together, &<br />
given out a moment drawn<br />
<br />
like life again, and sail a season<br />
down between yr legs, a smile.<br />
<br />
733<br />
<br />
Again we storm along yr trails<br />
light's line lives between yr eyes<br />
<br />
a spot, perhaps, yr name is also<br />
seen to be a bird or treasure:<br />
<br />
we would sail a continental shelf<br />
together drawn affirms yr house<br />
<br />
and garden grown to seem alive<br />
to love as passes into center's<br />
<br />
sun yr life the same wd fast<br />
along some distinction eases<br />
<br />
flowing, holds : dazzle-spoke, I am:<br />
the light shimmers on the sur<br />
<br />
-face of the water; the opposite<br />
by which the form of the world<br />
<br />
is organized would claim for<br />
inattention just as well as video.<br />
<br />
he peaks & scans, her love is<br />
true I am the same, again<br />
<br />
734<br />
<br />
He stands ashore, her name a<br />
shell and line, some light between<br />
<br />
her sighs are round the day is<br />
shore and sign to seem you are<br />
<br />
the heart's perfection stronger sons<br />
would claim yr earth again to<br />
<br />
lean across the day and into love's<br />
season stronger here these bodies<br />
<br />
are the same her breasts are harps<br />
to sing this gasps this outer-out<br />
<br />
would calm my life again to<br />
gather in some directness seen to<br />
<br />
follow me down the day is house<br />
and garden strewn among the<br />
<br />
fancy further follows down to cheer<br />
I'd stake my life on this clear<br />
<br />
beginning proto-typal song & scene<br />
you are the drive and spring to bed<br />
<br />
735<br />
<br />
Arrived, and undertaking into light<br />
outer over rised arrived her eyes<br />
<br />
are also songs, and what we are is<br />
also love like newer trails to here,<br />
<br />
what says already drawn to song &<br />
sign would make these terms recall.<br />
<br />
you are, and into light drawn down to<br />
hands across yr back another dawn<br />
<br />
and not alone is what we are this<br />
air renews : love is the experience<br />
<br />
of memories already in the body's<br />
life, drawn to light by particular<br />
<br />
dance and touch, but already there<br />
revived not from former lives but<br />
<br />
from the body's memory of<br />
its initiations : space, this light and<br />
<br />
love, this body of time's insistences,<br />
here to here the same revisions.<br />
<br />
736<br />
<br />
As turns to sentinel & song a<br />
name for love, the tiger's tail<br />
<br />
and calls aloud, at pleasure's grace<br />
for saying yes, we are at pass<br />
<br />
the same and difference, to shore<br />
the birds to nest and throng yr<br />
<br />
flying, joined the hearts together<br />
centered chests and sweat : root<br />
<br />
and sigh, an idle shard, door yr eye<br />
wd splash alive anew yr flesh a<br />
<br />
sending true & dived, the thumb, or<br />
over & down, a roll, another spill, the<br />
<br />
flesh flash, heart's own shine, alight<br />
wd fly together's ear-eye, you beam.<br />
<br />
wed to spring, he shells, is wove to<br />
gether gathers light we shore<br />
<br />
another life is formed like spin<br />
to charm the forces persevere.<br />
<br />
737<br />
<br />
Slower sent at sea, yr form<br />
in light or foam the ride is<br />
<br />
loop and song : a wave, sent to<br />
shore yr open door I meet you.<br />
<br />
leg along and sent, would share<br />
them down white shoulders into<br />
<br />
seasons sung between yr eyes<br />
another mark is shore & throng,<br />
<br />
and air to seem, wall yr clocks<br />
to door them in and in, posts<br />
<br />
are met alert a foam among loon<br />
the charm laughter beaming<br />
<br />
thorough into time below these<br />
red and yellow lines and<br />
<br />
hold to what you are, as are,<br />
the progress, law and song<br />
<br />
the same picture lights love<br />
between the days the same.<br />
<br />
738<br />
<br />
Profunct; envelopes of light, browneyes.<br />
a shot, a shark shot shark, flown,<br />
<br />
eagle eye yr smoke & feather : ordinary<br />
voice sufficient saying "yes." Pachelbel<br />
<br />
& yr mouth. Oar across the moon, approach:<br />
the sails return, and wind the earth<br />
<br />
is blown out, exterior permission recoils<br />
south, in fortunate endeavor, deeper<br />
<br />
drawn forever signs her diaphragm is<br />
slipped in place, a drum to beat within,<br />
<br />
her harps aware; joy, mouth, would<br />
clear the air some shallow shapes do<br />
<br />
yield a name for love, the child is<br />
light, inside each, or both, or one, or us.<br />
<br />
blood-clatter, sings aloud like noon, a<br />
box for life's won-wing, smoother-shorn<br />
<br />
as simple words sing sounds, career<br />
as light moves across yr face, shell.<br />
<br />
739<br />
<br />
Yr eyes define cross across the sea<br />
his ships in line yr harps are wove<br />
<br />
to seem within the song arrived at<br />
flesh the morning's marks are new<br />
<br />
you clear these sharper lights to<br />
be the thing love means to go the<br />
<br />
full shot to score the pools alive is<br />
man and sign the rest declares<br />
<br />
to shim her pleasures forward as<br />
the roses pealing down the days<br />
<br />
I'll drive you home and stay for<br />
summer's sun in camping out is<br />
<br />
loop recall as other lives permit love's<br />
entry and psalm, perhaps, rubbed<br />
<br />
across yr open eyes the light persists<br />
in newer days the same air<br />
<br />
becomes this food and song the same<br />
the woman of the earth arrived.<br />
<br />
740<br />
<br />
A way is eyes, do not retreat,<br />
what answers from inside and<br />
<br />
says, do not go away, her life.<br />
respond, or come again, yr pleasure<br />
<br />
says, my hands are eyes, the<br />
problem of "no problem," and goes<br />
<br />
on along the dream we have to see <br />
together does not wait for school,<br />
<br />
& holding slow on slow, we are, this.<br />
"what's this?" you say; I don't know,<br />
<br />
but comes out, fucked & sucked, an<br />
eyeball strained through glass, wd<br />
<br />
clear yr pipes, and says, don't worry,<br />
love ain't fucking, ain't tits, ain't<br />
<br />
orgs splashed around yr hair in<br />
red and yellow drawn together,<br />
<br />
easier dream yr flowers flown<br />
at hearts the things we want<br />
<br />
741<br />
<br />
These lines intense & inter.mingled<br />
and call yr names are love's<br />
<br />
as over into light, completed turns<br />
are folded outer sung regains<br />
<br />
the way is said, you are, the woman<br />
seam and song, the roses bending<br />
<br />
in yr hair, a moon along yr<br />
highway, love between yr sighs.<br />
<br />
as easy, seen to ride alert he<br />
weaves her bare bulbs kneeling.<br />
<br />
spin some sighs sing singly scene,<br />
he says her name again is<br />
<br />
made to work among yr lines to<br />
cool these even days are made<br />
<br />
the same you are to move the<br />
clouds are broken in to rain<br />
<br />
and holding to the courses drawn<br />
along my life, we dream among.<br />
<br />
742<br />
<br />
As has, so let. Between her hands<br />
or stroked alert, you are the<br />
<br />
clouds inside the air to seem sung<br />
at light's created storm, climbing.<br />
<br />
love's days call along the air, and<br />
bending outer spun, the draft is<br />
<br />
called from signs won along these<br />
simpler houses frame to moving lines<br />
<br />
you are the one from singing charmed<br />
idea heats the body's favors lie<br />
<br />
between some movies leaning into<br />
how we claim some lives recalled<br />
<br />
yr face intent as comes to say, at<br />
shore the bird is swinging in the<br />
<br />
light beyond the sky, or changes<br />
where we sail these flowers out<br />
<br />
would mean, you are, and us, as<br />
swims this shore of painted houses<br />
<br />
743<br />
<br />
As spoke, yr name is light the<br />
poles create a frame alive in<br />
<br />
senses throat the flight of birds<br />
is seed to love's men are joined<br />
<br />
by life's favors strewn around<br />
you are, would clear these terms.<br />
<br />
fortunate ears collide to seasons<br />
made to send her in these acts<br />
<br />
the pleasure said the mark is song<br />
some & sent again yr favors are<br />
<br />
the mood of light regained from air<br />
to sentence set throughout the signs<br />
<br />
remembr'd some the sign her eyes<br />
her eyes and smooth across<br />
<br />
the floor flown her voice the dark<br />
flowers bloom on pies the finger<br />
<br />
love lights inside yr face to<br />
fly along together made the same.<br />
<br />
744<br />
<br />
Yr lines are faces drawn among<br />
the sign and loop recall to sun<br />
<br />
the windy scores reveal another<br />
lime and pool, her harps are wove.<br />
<br />
oar & scene, these seasons pooled<br />
are marked throughout the same<br />
<br />
is met within these eases wrapt.<br />
you are, and long among her pleasure,<br />
<br />
folded back in half, yr roses flutter<br />
finger in and smooth to lapses<br />
<br />
trigger drawn and light released<br />
in further photos laid by hands<br />
<br />
you are, or mine the same is<br />
called again these rows & airs<br />
<br />
are smooth again the line is love's<br />
due treasures skimmed & pleasing,<br />
<br />
sharper seen the forces drawn<br />
against the sky is man & drum.<br />
<br />
745<br />
<br />
Filled, yr name, alive afloat<br />
is met the same airs retrieve,<br />
<br />
as wheelchairs roll across to boogie<br />
how he stands along the time<br />
<br />
begins you are these screen, printing<br />
how & then the light is pulled to<br />
<br />
show love's angle higher up which<br />
means the places on yr body made<br />
<br />
for love might include the nostrils:<br />
stretched apart, yr legs are<br />
<br />
touched within yr center's<br />
flower on the grass as arch<br />
<br />
and spine release flow flower<br />
fills slowly grows this flood<br />
<br />
is term and sign, and fold them<br />
back again, my shell & time,<br />
<br />
and give me what you do to<br />
make me happy, says again...<br />
<br />
746<br />
<br />
You are, then, at time this light<br />
is also silent, and in the room<br />
<br />
she bends apart from folding back<br />
the bird is also houses sung again.<br />
<br />
but hold this swaying line is met<br />
by signs you hear the roosters<br />
<br />
red & silent oar the dream to<br />
hold the same thought single now<br />
<br />
you'd hear her singing in the night<br />
some drawings said preferred the<br />
<br />
part apart, and driving in to smooth<br />
yr sighs apart would mean, the<br />
<br />
day, and then another says, you are,<br />
and then a brother, or meets the<br />
<br />
easier loops, recall & charm, eye<br />
this storm and moving through<br />
<br />
light, a call, or song to roof her<br />
eyes are also mine, the same.<br />
<br />
747<br />
<br />
True air, yr roses resting, eyes<br />
across the fire, and in some smoother<br />
<br />
lines, yr hands the same light<br />
trembles love's spray aloft yr<br />
<br />
chest is seeded light again the day<br />
tension keeping still the wanderer's<br />
<br />
heart is calm for love has entered<br />
in this house is now & scene you are<br />
<br />
this flesh this air in rain yr eyes<br />
would still as calls away a way<br />
<br />
is shell & tine affirmed & fine, she<br />
eyes me strong & flown filled flowers<br />
<br />
out her spine at shore wears throngs<br />
as sung a face alive to love is new<br />
<br />
as mine is yours, year to pool, the sky<br />
is spoke yr eyes, yr eyes & call<br />
<br />
the same wheel turns, at love sprung<br />
& come again yr hand long along.<br />
<br />
748<br />
<br />
What pauses past these passions in<br />
yr voice where un.resistant fathoms<br />
<br />
lie at hand the body's rotations into<br />
light the head of it, turned aside to<br />
<br />
look at love, you are, and seen to be<br />
the thing of love's renewal, voices in<br />
<br />
the night which whisper laughter said<br />
the same, perhaps, which leans into<br />
<br />
the postures love has taken back to<br />
back again the seas are waiting.<br />
<br />
beneath the storm, the same eyes are<br />
seen across the bed and time to<br />
<br />
say the words are spoke enough to<br />
silences the world's eases caught:<br />
<br />
man & woman in their meeting, first<br />
complete the rhythm of their voices,<br />
<br />
catch the light between their bodies,<br />
and fly along to what they are.<br />
<br />
749<br />
<br />
Drawn, arrived, at sun's dew, some<br />
sharper shots renew from form<br />
<br />
recall and song, or pauses past<br />
perfect silences, her eyes among<br />
<br />
these charms dispersed approach the<br />
music said afar his voices called for<br />
<br />
shells the sand the lines around the<br />
sky in tense or passing, laid to<br />
<br />
seem the short pause skips between<br />
red & orange relief in season calls to<br />
<br />
say again and moving down the moon is<br />
rain perhaps again to hold to morning<br />
<br />
down the day is mood and calm to<br />
sun in pools collected rock & tree the<br />
<br />
ground is sky and torn, yr eyes at<br />
morning moving in and saying yes<br />
<br />
at hearts the body's life in pleasure<br />
stays to sing again the light of love.<br />
<br />
750<br />
<br />
Long along & song, yr faces further<br />
into seasons slept between yr<br />
<br />
hands, another moon and sentence, at<br />
remiss & charm, holding thorough<br />
<br />
leaf profunct, hearing light before yr<br />
eyes the same air below some love<br />
<br />
is caught alert, as heals yr mouth is<br />
flower called arrives in beads, your<br />
<br />
pressures lighted into shores within<br />
would cleare again belongs again<br />
<br />
we are the same perfume is changed<br />
to love yr open marks along is<br />
<br />
sad or flying, has yr hand is made<br />
at term unite to shell the seams<br />
<br />
yr pleasures made the same as<br />
has to sail between yr eyes as<br />
<br />
hands or lips or moons and call<br />
along the day to come and hold.<br />
<br />
751<br />
<br />
You are, then, again, at term:<br />
the sign reveals yr origins<br />
<br />
in love she visits into seasons<br />
made to time the light. The light.<br />
<br />
would where at other scan to seem:<br />
this thrust through, her eye as set<br />
<br />
and stance his postures over, her.<br />
push within yr body, gasp, eyes.<br />
<br />
beloved, heart, poem's ring to turn<br />
us out, between yr eyes, finger &<br />
<br />
stem, rotated on the bead & came,<br />
folded back in half, singing long<br />
<br />
along my spine afloat, this dance<br />
is shore & calm wd shoal perfume<br />
<br />
as dance to calm released reveal<br />
misfortune passing through, media<br />
<br />
coal resume yr love-light, spoke<br />
named eagle : throat perfume, laps.<br />
<br />
752<br />
<br />
Comes along, between lives stretched<br />
aside her senses leap aside again.<br />
<br />
the fathom, strewn, relief, to see,<br />
children at reverse and pole to<br />
<br />
sleep again within friends her breasts,<br />
worlds are made of light, yr love<br />
<br />
between the eases called again the<br />
room & triangle shaded in these<br />
<br />
years of air laid across the bed<br />
for love resumes the distance, claim<br />
<br />
and term, the life we lead together<br />
marked among yr arrivals day and<br />
<br />
strong to shore the wall, to hands<br />
or often scattered out the movies<br />
<br />
stay the same perhaps t5oo long, but<br />
love says simply, hold, and sail<br />
<br />
her seasons down the trail you<br />
are the same day says to shell.<br />
<br />
753<br />
<br />
Shines the pools of light yr eyes<br />
are brown in saying "meet," &<br />
<br />
hold atones affirmed returned I am<br />
to life's own being the same as<br />
<br />
who you are the flesh of something<br />
known before the person one &<br />
<br />
one again this fragile space is<br />
loose yr flaps & finger-in to<br />
<br />
ship aside and wait his eye to<br />
scan the ocean ships away<br />
<br />
you are to moon & song the same<br />
is set across the table on the<br />
<br />
day returns the madman, hero,<br />
drilled-out on loco-weed, a<br />
<br />
horse away into the mountains in<br />
the light for love's calm entry,<br />
<br />
roof the eases swept and firm<br />
the pools away to ship along.<br />
<br />
754<br />
<br />
What seems within yr eyes is<br />
sailing in to stay the same,<br />
<br />
love's bright signs are settling in<br />
the distances between our lives,<br />
<br />
or clatter down the time again<br />
these movies roll between her<br />
<br />
eyes, another loom recall and<br />
song, for light arrives the<br />
<br />
upper clouds to shoal perfume,<br />
another room declares, you<br />
<br />
are these rhythms drawing out<br />
the motive calling in for<br />
<br />
time, perhaps, they roam together<br />
into airs recalled, there and<br />
<br />
spoke, yr favors drawn to sail<br />
and hold, yr famous smile<br />
<br />
is light or song or life to say<br />
the rest is calling down again.<br />
<br />
755<br />
<br />
With lowered wings, he soars on through.<br />
the light within yr eyes is also new,<br />
<br />
to love sought her harps are wove<br />
in tense regains this pleasure term<br />
<br />
and song : yr names again, to sail<br />
throughout the air, the mass of<br />
<br />
darker shapes, & lights a spot to<br />
settle down at fixed shots, you<br />
<br />
smooth my lines, I call them down<br />
or feather sun & spiral time the<br />
<br />
convex flow of outer-out the same,<br />
his life examined tool &throng, of<br />
<br />
children spoke, they hear & lean<br />
along the roofs are also ears, a<br />
<br />
loop a song another door is leaped<br />
to haul them smooth across the<br />
<br />
yard & loop, love's names this<br />
simpler form is said alert affirm.<br />
<br />
756<br />
<br />
As into sailing season made to<br />
leases strewn like yellow airs<br />
<br />
release yr fathoms opened in<br />
for telling where these reasons<br />
<br />
in beyond the rest is laid by<br />
eases caught between yr famous<br />
<br />
smiles called the roof is calm or<br />
spinning outer sailed within as<br />
<br />
calm to shore these loops rely to<br />
seem or has them into words are<br />
<br />
left loose or sent, the pools are<br />
light for love's ascending charms<br />
<br />
the rest, and waits to shore them<br />
into light the rest and calls<br />
<br />
to spill or weave her breasts to<br />
love the center song and term<br />
<br />
the open door is also said the<br />
room is cleared for love's beginning.<br />
<br />
757<br />
<br />
Light, yr eyes. And love, the day,<br />
as goes across cool days, again.<br />
<br />
voices curl the king's clan, a<br />
loop recalling light between<br />
<br />
yr legs, a spot, regained, ah.<br />
and shine, aloof or spun, her<br />
<br />
eyes to seem the same, crossing<br />
in behind, these spasm mean,<br />
<br />
then, reminds yr names, for love.<br />
the roofs are cleared, and acts<br />
<br />
the part's part at sky-blue house<br />
untrimmed-out the roses flutter,<br />
<br />
to visit, calls at two, friend, come,<br />
the lake country's hero's words<br />
<br />
worth plenty, would print them<br />
<br />
down the days are made around<br />
the town, and spreading-in,<br />
<br />
her name, her eyes, this voice.<br />
<br />
758<br />
<br />
His feathers fall, wild bird, a name &<br />
sign, eagle. At the ceremonial dances<br />
<br />
men sigh, love's light's longing<br />
grace & nourishing in within this<br />
<br />
song, alarum recall, align behind<br />
she calls again my heart, beloved.<br />
<br />
shore & throng : yr eyes, perhaps,<br />
the same exploration, drunk sister,<br />
<br />
mad-man rough erupt-ed, song, re<br />
-newly-wed, she gives again yr eyes<br />
<br />
said yes eye said yes aye said, again,<br />
you are, loved, this, as sung. A man's<br />
<br />
fate comes when it will, the book says<br />
today, there is no hurrying it; and<br />
<br />
he lives among men as a light & sign,<br />
exampled utterance of the beyond &<br />
<br />
won to love : the maiden is given, the<br />
wild bird finds safety, we eat & rest<br />
<br />
759<br />
<br />
En retard, she weeps against me.<br />
these spots recall small gains, <br />
<br />
the thorough eases crept, into time<br />
yr body's open airs completed acts<br />
<br />
are further on the waves are blue<br />
the same again these faces forces<br />
<br />
left between yr eyes, a spot could<br />
hurry on along some distanced<br />
<br />
call at calm yr outer favors wet<br />
again, cool lapse, as flaming hours<br />
<br />
recall the lines along yr safety in<br />
the moon and ready, made trans-<br />
<br />
formed hormone-leape the blood and<br />
calls across the weaving lines with<br />
<br />
-in yr hands go deep as fingers<br />
do to spell them down the days<br />
<br />
and hard again, we split, retreat<br />
and part of life completed comes.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-59484618978864927722007-04-21T04:53:00.001-07:002017-12-22T19:42:58.942-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book XV|||||||||||||||<br />
<br />
<br />
760<br />
<br />
Yr eyes, the same air folds you back<br />
inside the songs we are, and smooth<br />
<br />
to see the shores afloat the same again<br />
as lights, and drift across the lanes<br />
<br />
at love her toss & gleam, the room<br />
wd peal across the floating heart, yr<br />
<br />
lips loose leap, simpler times arrive, and<br />
home this score, her eyes are rooms, I'd<br />
<br />
call the doorway open open, the very same<br />
impression painted house : begins the center<br />
<br />
of the work, begins this song throughout<br />
a name and call recalled again we mark<br />
<br />
this light from chaos drawn this light<br />
is love, and maps us sharper flown<br />
<br />
in simple single acts, again the stories<br />
bloom to score specific names, eagled.<br />
<br />
761<br />
<br />
You are, then, drawn along the sky,<br />
to time recall'd, a face along,<br />
<br />
among yr others call'd the ship at<br />
juncture flown her eyes are sum<br />
<br />
the charge alert, wd love the spin<br />
within; as eyes, as light, as<br />
<br />
goes between the signs for love, a<br />
flying sign again between her<br />
<br />
legs, a spot, and tensed released<br />
the light exposures poet thorough<br />
<br />
lines are also eyes and shoals the<br />
oars are wrapped yr sails are<br />
<br />
wool to score the seas in blue<br />
days moved throughout repeats<br />
<br />
the opening of love is another light<br />
beginning in the day you are.<br />
<br />
762<br />
<br />
Term affirmed, water crossing, into.<br />
I am within the same day settles;<br />
<br />
sincerity, entered, the simpler signs resist.<br />
but holding to, oar applied, his season<br />
<br />
for rotation's schemes after light, in<br />
Event the rest rests. Love-arrived, a<br />
<br />
gerund. Would cling to air received, err<br />
float, forward flaps her nines, at.<br />
<br />
If it goes forward, driven, named, the<br />
days we are wd float, perfect seeing<br />
<br />
calls the waves aground, my licenses<br />
received, a bathroom plan & scheme<br />
<br />
for pleasure's song reviewed tonight.<br />
shines her lips are melons sung.<br />
<br />
and eye along yr back, is show<br />
for light to enter in behind.<br />
<br />
763<br />
<br />
Makes align a line, hearing. Would <br />
clear these sharper eases, formed at<br />
<br />
the world's cross & pole, view review is<br />
scene & strong : dawn, hard, dream-on.<br />
<br />
she holds along and sends it down<br />
to mark apace yr flying, meets him<br />
<br />
said together blue to scheme her back<br />
and opened light this eagle-flower, a<br />
<br />
name & sign you are, unlocked again<br />
is love's wave at simpler heat, cloud<br />
<br />
dragon-sky, eye at leaping-in to wait<br />
the inner workings made revealed, and<br />
<br />
made example, said unconscious, even;<br />
the world's power made like this,<br />
<br />
particle joined in throng's mass<br />
controlled examples, love's, passion.<br />
<br />
764<br />
<br />
Grace-fire, term turn & spin, her<br />
finger in, for love, & light's fire<br />
<br />
flames outer sung the rest, rests,<br />
flown from sign these poles return<br />
<br />
the simpler waves are new, a world<br />
collapsed is hardly refuge, children.<br />
<br />
yr noises late at night recall the dream.<br />
milk my hand, this telephone, yr sighs<br />
<br />
arrive. Love's permanence, names the<br />
day at fires twice together comes,<br />
<br />
on yr back & folded open, sprays the<br />
top off, yr head to push me in &<br />
<br />
sigh at sign & song, as sung, this<br />
butterfly hot-rocks, yr rolling in my<br />
<br />
heart, the same eyes brown together in<br />
behind yr tubes are lighted from within.<br />
<br />
765<br />
<br />
Would clear, yr heart's favor sending.<br />
doorways soon resume, to seasons airs<br />
<br />
this calm returns, or weapons drawn to<br />
flower, shorn about; some climb to see<br />
<br />
them in the room, yr feet against my<br />
shoulders, fingers flash, and driving<br />
<br />
in around yr pleasures, gasp to tight<br />
release resumes the flying bird is<br />
<br />
woven out from light to calm the same<br />
signs are love's own time the spaces<br />
<br />
drawn at thigh my tongue is song<br />
enough for words, perhaps, again.<br />
<br />
would claim, for you, love's names<br />
my own children, arm-heart, eye-<br />
<br />
strong and willing life to tangle out<br />
within these rooms the signs arrive.<br />
<br />
766<br />
<br />
Yr faces forced like light as further<br />
stood the roof the same: an artist<br />
<br />
and his model says the pictures of<br />
yr pleasure please me both to take<br />
<br />
them in between our songs to make<br />
the dream I had become a simpler<br />
<br />
act than you'd imagine, down along<br />
our days. And understand, what's<br />
<br />
private grows between our hands &<br />
makes the work more plentiful, as<br />
<br />
open in between yr legs, a pretty<br />
face resembles going along, I<br />
<br />
thought I'd tell you this, that what<br />
you’d reamed before, the same for<br />
<br />
me, we'd find a way to make it<br />
true in single frames, this face together.<br />
<br />
767<br />
<br />
The weather gleams a calm fortune, a<br />
pool reversed the day is light again<br />
<br />
yr voices cross us out of here but moved<br />
a loop along yr highway mounted<br />
<br />
twice again would move these loads<br />
among yr hazing eyes are brown<br />
<br />
the back door opened outer song a<br />
foot or two along the road is<br />
<br />
met throughout the movies in hr hand<br />
this loop & fashion flying out against<br />
<br />
or unit, joined together, feeding waits<br />
to jump again the winnowing fen, his<br />
<br />
own journey, or are you outer flung,<br />
scammed. Shore my shell & dream,<br />
<br />
yr favors flattered smarter shapes<br />
announce yr love and throng, align.<br />
<br />
768<br />
<br />
The light. Clear along yr signs, a<br />
firmer welcome, a pattern, bedded<br />
<br />
thorough sung as flatters song along<br />
Yr highway's lines are centered in<br />
<br />
the moon's delivered presences to<br />
the scores, love. Loop alight her<br />
<br />
movies playing sharply, left the rest<br />
was sad, a moment drawn aside:<br />
<br />
marked door drift solemn slow and<br />
lean aside or drawn throughout, here:<br />
<br />
strong to hold, the sentences swaying<br />
made again these colors, flue or<br />
<br />
charm, a wooden day and pruning<br />
lakes are said the same and<br />
<br />
home is shore and palm, you'd be<br />
an eagle flying, danced a dream.<br />
<br />
<br />
769<br />
<br />
Would call yr signs, review. These<br />
are the colder lines, but gallops.<br />
<br />
into seasons drawn astir you<br />
are along the waves of light, onto<br />
<br />
armies drawing artifacts throughout.<br />
Hold, the bed is broken, eyes apart<br />
<br />
and sending outer met her flesh<br />
at sentinel and gong the lines.<br />
<br />
Hearts afloat and turning seems to<br />
roam the horses peal these hoes<br />
<br />
to foal into term, love the mark and<br />
ship to term again, as left and<br />
<br />
tongue, would shoal to further dues<br />
the lap of waves, the sliding hue<br />
<br />
to the west her arches bending light<br />
love's arts revive the mind yr eyes.<br />
<br />
770<br />
<br />
Align & sign, the body's hands are<br />
favors drawn along beside the rest.<br />
<br />
He signals out, and holds aside<br />
the mass is drawn, and light<br />
<br />
between her others, spent, sheen, a<br />
folded shore of oranges peeled; yr<br />
<br />
tangents fucked could say, "again,"<br />
and let her start over into seeing<br />
<br />
how there's more to like the second<br />
time around; love claims the forms<br />
<br />
attention takes in sending out the<br />
dreams from words are drawn at<br />
<br />
rooms white light yr doors this<br />
world withdrawn, and hold the<br />
<br />
tiger said "success" and lets the<br />
sun for day the lights align.<br />
<br />
771<br />
<br />
A half shell with a pearl in it.<br />
<br />
Hard along the tense she runs aloud<br />
and marks this cloud, erupt & scene, a<br />
<br />
folded moon in air retrieved the throngs<br />
are also hollow. Love's whispering<br />
<br />
light afloat aflame her signs are weaving<br />
perfect into moving lines between the<br />
<br />
days among yr pleasure's pressures on<br />
the waves and seeing how the random<br />
<br />
lines persist in following down the<br />
arm and sign you are these doorways<br />
<br />
leaning outer moods recall her faces<br />
flowering where the loops collide at<br />
<br />
markers made a little sad, perhaps, to<br />
soar afloat the harps are wove.<br />
<br />
Along, align, yr ships are sailing.<br />
<br />
772<br />
<br />
Lines admit, the rest in signs as<br />
told between the day's roses resting;<br />
<br />
outer sung, you are. The moon & pressure<br />
into seasons moved, along this time<br />
<br />
around, in some beginning light to love<br />
the heart becalmed and thorough as<br />
<br />
forces faces forward, floats arrived the<br />
balancing mounds, or flesh fresh floating.<br />
<br />
cross across t he blue lines distancing from<br />
here and there, the movies beckon<br />
<br />
into lines withdrawn the world's<br />
poles striving thus & then the rest<br />
<br />
her eyes across the day, and moved,<br />
too complex, endures duration, move<br />
<br />
and score yr harps are wove in thorough<br />
roofs begins and sails throughout again.<br />
<br />
773<br />
<br />
Yr heart, alive to songs reminds at<br />
houses flung the tables flat again.<br />
<br />
You are, and shell & dream the same;<br />
as energy & wisdom irreversibly alternate,<br />
<br />
the doorway opens into seasons said to<br />
be like floating mountains, undersea<br />
<br />
experiments, love's household lighted from<br />
within as peals around this laughter<br />
<br />
wets her down and comes again with<br />
hands yr eyes as mine and meet<br />
<br />
you in the middle, joy as fullness met<br />
in action, painting down the day as<br />
<br />
leaps to hear yr faces flown against<br />
the light, and meets the lady calm<br />
<br />
against these pillows spread yr sighs<br />
to call us down the day together.<br />
<br />
774<br />
<br />
A song. Blue yr faces forward cries<br />
this sad moon new dreams across to<br />
<br />
leave behind and go adrift what passed<br />
true her seed was left and name &<br />
<br />
eye as spins my heart not forgets<br />
but leans to hold her back and say,<br />
<br />
again, you are, the new moon plunging<br />
in as has to seem the same games<br />
<br />
played across love stronger says the airs<br />
flapped against the tides, a ship arrives.<br />
<br />
<br />
Would you roll the ceiling, heart, a<br />
stone would press yr eyes again and<br />
<br />
love marks yr houses one and one, a<br />
light between my hands, sharp shores<br />
<br />
clean to someone else and still<br />
alone, a simpler drive, ahead, approach.<br />
<br />
775<br />
<br />
As light, yr eyes, love in the open<br />
heart is signed again, the same is<br />
<br />
hard arrived a smoother joint would<br />
fly along his meetings one and then<br />
<br />
the loop recalls, you are, as has these<br />
moons along and new, to fold them<br />
<br />
down between the scores reversed in tense,<br />
withal. Goes reversed to smoother<br />
<br />
hues as loop recall-rewind, his<br />
friends arrived, the woman in the<br />
<br />
house, and in the open, love, a<br />
name becomes a word, perhaps the<br />
<br />
same air uttered cosmic plants you are<br />
these rooms & airs received, a spell:<br />
<br />
arm & sign, love remembr'd how<br />
she is a woman met again, as light<br />
<br />
776<br />
<br />
Comes. Yr eyes are lines arrived.<br />
enfold, bison-tin-eel, her body.<br />
<br />
the rooms are also songs at night<br />
yr pleasures come across again<br />
<br />
you are as drawn across t he air<br />
subsides success is thrown in<br />
<br />
-side to sail the moon again<br />
in sense regained the bird is<br />
<br />
flown throughout her realms are<br />
lighted by these acts & signs<br />
<br />
to hold to love in shores the<br />
ship afloat and marking-out<br />
<br />
her long lines weaving in to<br />
spell them on and hard the<br />
<br />
loops do not resist and pushes<br />
on along her open door is open.<br />
<br />
777<br />
<br />
The song, as follows helped her<br />
laughter wins as looser plants are<br />
<br />
said, the same, yr favors cast to<br />
seem within, yr faces drawn aside<br />
<br />
would clear these signs against yr<br />
windows clean or painted out, his<br />
<br />
eases caught the same time marks<br />
at houses moment airs retrieve the<br />
<br />
blue airs drawn again some music<br />
clear & signs, her famous acting<br />
<br />
voices through the mind's lights love the<br />
movie calling down some movement<br />
<br />
sky and pole the magic lines are<br />
friends to score the fallow eases<br />
<br />
on the lines and drawing, out the<br />
loom and charm, you are, as has.<br />
<br />
778<br />
<br />
As goes across yr eyes are folded<br />
out between the days the same<br />
<br />
is token's arm alive the room is<br />
opened outer spun the marks are<br />
<br />
woven thorough sung her open shots<br />
they arm alarm upright, and<br />
<br />
feeling around inside : the music.<br />
would clear claw cluster shore<br />
<br />
the boat is wooden, carries ill<br />
fever further, lets go around as<br />
<br />
love-light calms sense rose heart<br />
the same door open longing or<br />
<br />
her favors strewn loose lips lean<br />
too tight behind the terms again<br />
<br />
would carry air across the island's<br />
thigh, and snag the light again.<br />
<br />
779<br />
<br />
The lines again receive to peals<br />
aloft the moon as prints the<br />
<br />
same and into season caught a<br />
loose fur to shelter where she<br />
<br />
lays it back and forth to light<br />
and smoother rolls the walls a<br />
<br />
treat, perhaps, with others in the<br />
same sphere help the pressure<br />
<br />
forward holds to what pursues<br />
at roses said, again, parent<br />
<br />
and loom her tastes are flatter<br />
through the term and causing<br />
<br />
split scores release revealed into<br />
settings drawn affirmed, yr past.<br />
<br />
groan and spur, her eases wrapt;<br />
and she shows this eye some love.<br />
<br />
780<br />
<br />
Rewind the same retreat again you<br />
are inside, would clear calls and<br />
<br />
hose them back, to thorough lines in<br />
sails across as holds against these<br />
<br />
waves of light intense love's grains are<br />
drawn afar yr houses spin the walls<br />
<br />
are also sense and drone his eaves<br />
of pulse and dream as clear to hold<br />
<br />
blue drawings held from ear to ear a<br />
grin and shadow clearing postures<br />
<br />
clean and simple over done some lights<br />
will stay to heavier scales smooth<br />
<br />
the purpose high enough as says<br />
the fires drain some pools obstruct<br />
<br />
inner worth but comes together a<br />
simpler place to rest & work.<br />
<br />
781<br />
<br />
The faces pressed again, yr motive<br />
on along the hedgerows into seeing<br />
<br />
score release the silver airs are light<br />
the angles drawn together sailing<br />
<br />
love's. Wanders lines ahold in sense<br />
the warmer lands are foreign countries,<br />
<br />
the wild bird hears solemn arches thrown<br />
toward life's increase made green &<br />
<br />
then, again : a man wd glow inside<br />
events his other gone from spurs at<br />
<br />
term, aglow throughout some music,<br />
oar. The heart's particular scan<br />
<br />
collect firmer wands, is too easy :<br />
love floats, and new lines drawing<br />
<br />
song her eyes, the reasons grow and<br />
stem, to worlds along the way.<br />
<br />
782<br />
<br />
As holds beyond yr favors, drawn<br />
aside some signs are made again,<br />
<br />
the day, as leaves love to those they<br />
are the same light bending in around<br />
<br />
her face is said, the light, from<br />
here the waves are folded in to sea<br />
<br />
to line them back these others dream<br />
the life would clear these houses<br />
<br />
down & seasons laid the rest is set<br />
and clamor in these warps we sing<br />
<br />
among the lay of hands to thirsty airs<br />
a duct wd charge yr hands inside<br />
<br />
the line you give is harder on the<br />
top you shore this fault and<br />
<br />
dream aside the news is welcomed<br />
into sea and song the same arrived.<br />
<br />
783<br />
<br />
Yr tides rebound, balanced back around,<br />
and smoother lips recall yr winding<br />
<br />
arms and others, open legs review the<br />
charges sown inside yr life, where<br />
<br />
love resumes the light beneath the<br />
sky, water-in-the-earth, I'd tap you:<br />
<br />
drink yr pleasure's body folded back<br />
within a stamina forgiving harder on<br />
<br />
the bed's light bounces driving in to<br />
hold; the grain of light, as has, a<br />
<br />
shelter in behind would shoot yr<br />
tubes alive to sailing shores to<br />
<br />
heave & toss yr crafts is bucked<br />
& told, wd clap these doorways<br />
<br />
open charm & sign, another calm<br />
beginning. Drives her in & in to gasps.<br />
<br />
784<br />
<br />
Yr lines are eyes between the<br />
days are also said, a score<br />
<br />
and shell, you are this open sail<br />
as lights between her eyes a<br />
<br />
spot and charm, as touched her<br />
said again, is love's own sperm<br />
<br />
the loop recalls yr favors in<br />
some spring as feeds them at<br />
<br />
the core and spill; would these<br />
airs retrieve them into seasons<br />
<br />
masks them down and moving to<br />
and spins, her ears are held<br />
<br />
affirms them laid again as yes<br />
the hiss of movement forward<br />
<br />
arms the eye and long along yr<br />
heart is new again and feeding.<br />
<br />
785<br />
<br />
The rest, deliver into song, a joy.<br />
wd call among yr airs reviewed<br />
<br />
to seeming one on one, and on the<br />
line, some distance shore and sky<br />
<br />
asleep release, or sail within yr eye<br />
is strong & one the favors floating<br />
<br />
onto mark this pool recede, at light<br />
yr names and enter in behind<br />
<br />
a solid shot & lays her forward<br />
on the grass for love to hold us<br />
<br />
down &b let these flags begin, at<br />
solitary pleasures joined is thrust<br />
<br />
to homes a straw man winds her<br />
up and sentenced. On the road, a<br />
<br />
spar or juncture smooth within yr<br />
hair is eyes released to sand & wind.<br />
<br />
786<br />
<br />
Light, the room her pleasure white<br />
nouns remain yr heart's eye, a<br />
<br />
loop unstrung outer folded folds of<br />
flesh yr arm is sense and realm.<br />
<br />
or drink yr lips this juice &sail<br />
the air is love's own time affirm,<br />
<br />
love, the roof her pressures wide.<br />
phospor-limn & spun : light : light.<br />
<br />
now go on down, and dream aloud<br />
what moves you up & down, the<br />
<br />
guess & gleam, against my thirst, yr<br />
thrust is drinking in, elixir, papered<br />
<br />
soon again, the fall is weather one<br />
& light, her harps are wove, wd<br />
<br />
seem seen, an hour is met the day<br />
the same shell won & too among<br />
<br />
787<br />
<br />
Into seeming season begun, as has, a<br />
loop and sung her eyes are set ahead<br />
<br />
and winning. Out, as has again, the bird<br />
is new at seeing where the heart becalms<br />
<br />
the term & mood is light as pools between<br />
what stays the same is met the rest to<br />
<br />
say alert between what rests the moon<br />
is nearly full the road astir and let to<br />
<br />
scan his shops are met & free to stay<br />
and let them room & call the book is<br />
<br />
laid away prophet & spin would cling<br />
forward into light where love resumes<br />
<br />
what pulls the rest away in letters<br />
laid across the roof or mist would<br />
<br />
clear to seem and goes along in<br />
rooms to call a name & shell, atune.<br />
<br />
788<br />
<br />
Eye. See yr postures willing.<br />
in behind these fingers run, up & over<br />
<br />
yours or mine or both, the moon is<br />
out & then a rush is new, to seem a<br />
<br />
pool or roof the room is made the same<br />
as white or something said astir a<br />
<br />
song : yr flower opened, pulled aside and<br />
see, you say, is this & thus, & so.<br />
<br />
and something entered in yr body, ah,<br />
eyes wide legs apart, I see yr<br />
<br />
postures willing love my hand wd<br />
make me come the second time to<br />
<br />
spray yr tubes with light & passes<br />
passion done & calm, a rope is<br />
<br />
laid the same sperm call power out<br />
this vision of the queen's own body.<br />
<br />
789<br />
<br />
The mood the time as hold to<br />
signs within as love arrived the<br />
<br />
water and the light the same to<br />
meet above the surface flowing<br />
<br />
in between yr legs the day is<br />
held arrived to skip around in<br />
<br />
orange light the houses sprung to<br />
life is hard along yr bed and<br />
<br />
showing in to seem within as has<br />
her in the moon & song is going<br />
<br />
down the other side to meet his<br />
friend these streets are hid be<br />
<br />
-fore the song arranged these<br />
forms are light enough for<br />
<br />
love, and then again for love.<br />
you are these signs released.<br />
<br />
790<br />
<br />
As spoke, these lines are said the same<br />
her voice across the waves of light<br />
<br />
which call aloud love's names you<br />
are to sail between the clouds in<br />
<br />
treasure scans the mark & song for<br />
time to be the lay of sperm yr<br />
<br />
pleasures shot without today would<br />
be another room inhabited by some<br />
<br />
thing said along the way is small or<br />
held affirm the looser flaps are<br />
<br />
hard along yr spine was bent too<br />
far in morning's bed the day<br />
<br />
begun and called us on along<br />
the rest rests, and holds the<br />
<br />
other lives at bay we charge our<br />
days and nights the same & comes.<br />
<br />
791<br />
<br />
The door, and open, the other side is<br />
quiet, and coming through, a sign.<br />
<br />
and love. And light. The same day<br />
every time the same air retrieves to<br />
<br />
what is there, the fence or wall or<br />
canyon jumped, as-has, so-let.<br />
<br />
well, and leave together, song and<br />
outer-out resumed, the woods &<br />
<br />
stream wd say some simpler lines<br />
revive the dream and stillness drawn<br />
<br />
however straight across the trails this<br />
center strong along the way out.<br />
<br />
wd call yr names, alert to love's<br />
names, you are the same road shore<br />
<br />
and throng, life's waves are spun<br />
from loops recalled this form the same.<br />
<br />
792<br />
<br />
Wd see, across to time's airs are<br />
spoke as has between the acts<br />
<br />
will & throng they pass as light a<br />
form within some roses gather<br />
<br />
love this morning in between the<br />
movies strewn for laughs this<br />
<br />
sign between and then across in<br />
both directions. Or lines the same<br />
<br />
sharp sails roll beyond or center.<br />
loop recall, her smoother lines<br />
<br />
and roll along before as speaks a<br />
hill or valley lighted. Sees, his eye<br />
<br />
and eagle swooped the day of<br />
roof & wall to red lines gathered<br />
outer spun the roof and calm to<br />
<br />
roses pealing new to seem as<br />
goes the marks are sent again.<br />
<br />
793<br />
<br />
Yr eyes, as loop recall, these lives<br />
are folded back beyond the air,<br />
<br />
and seems alight to love, like signs<br />
we drift recall the same moves to<br />
<br />
harder spokes are turned to tell, a<br />
smooth and sure retrieves this<br />
<br />
school the moon and sign to heads<br />
of moon the same you are the<br />
<br />
roof will go ahead or stay behind<br />
for lays this moon and sign you<br />
<br />
hold between, as hands or pattern :<br />
sharp shores review, leases culled<br />
<br />
beyond or words; they drove or met,<br />
and easier doors opened leaning in<br />
<br />
some airs between, then, and loose to<br />
flaps her gums and sly to seas alert.<br />
<br />
794<br />
<br />
Yr eyes as lines, exploded in the<br />
dark, and held to driving in along<br />
<br />
the rest as caught, or sailed beyond<br />
these movies wrapt throughout the same.<br />
<br />
light between yr hands is painting<br />
love to shoal these loops inside;<br />
<br />
or spur to shine some loafs are sd<br />
hello and smoother drawers to seem<br />
<br />
wd be the same in tense or seen,<br />
these lines to draw along and<br />
<br />
stay into morning set or let, to<br />
mark & song her eyes are wet a<br />
<br />
day to simpler forms as drawn to<br />
signs the sibilant smoothness<br />
<br />
slips her hands aside and drive<br />
her legs are wings, we flew.<br />
<br />
795<br />
<br />
Rests inside signs and seen, away as<br />
poles afar yr moons alert in seas<br />
<br />
are spoke like reason spun between the<br />
light you are to love's rooms again<br />
<br />
is mood & throng yr heavier lines<br />
wd peak at smoother rules a class<br />
<br />
is said abstract long among yr times<br />
release recall outer sung the moon<br />
<br />
is laid in sun the power drawn to<br />
forces folded in some molds are form<br />
<br />
enough to mark remains the same<br />
to hold her open spun around these<br />
<br />
marks recall a former line to cloud<br />
the works & days for telling out<br />
<br />
a wall collapsed, or drawn together<br />
how we shore these faults flown.<br />
<br />
796<br />
<br />
As calls across, t he foam is cities<br />
drawn aside, her loops resound to<br />
<br />
calls again, the motive-strain and set.<br />
you'd be begin, this hour formed and<br />
<br />
blown throughout, a song the day and<br />
light yr earth or folding boat as told<br />
<br />
this moon begin and hold against yr tides<br />
a smoother line for love's own colony.<br />
<br />
belong and friend, a pairing scent is<br />
thrown again and fooling down along<br />
<br />
the room is signed, for love and tenor<br />
strong yr heart would grow to see<br />
<br />
at sea the fish have claimed the<br />
world as catches in the flow to<br />
<br />
curtains light the world's call and<br />
find these movies come together.<br />
<br />
797<br />
<br />
Affirmed resound, at simpler sounds<br />
recall to signs reversed, her looser lips<br />
<br />
are also flower-sung seed-gargle, a<br />
folded flow is roomed resounding air<br />
<br />
a piece of light for love's term : hold to<br />
what is small between yr sighs a line<br />
<br />
perhaps to other shores arrived in light's<br />
time's quickness "it's daughters" say<br />
<br />
fortune turns or managed arrows out.<br />
shell this further loop to air resound<br />
<br />
some form lingers thorough soon to<br />
pool this fern and outer cling from<br />
<br />
stronger yells : stay within yr time,<br />
and have a friend, a newer spoke<br />
<br />
as wheels turn forward set to senses<br />
spooned withal, her faces forward.<br />
<br />
798<br />
<br />
And calls, along, beside, as wait to<br />
seem within, would be to call and<br />
<br />
hold at bay's retreat yr eyes do<br />
mark my love is lighted from within<br />
<br />
and clear to seem the same, as has, to<br />
clear the waves we marked along yr<br />
<br />
times are seas on top the day is let<br />
to moods the same air trembling on<br />
<br />
across yr body said as holds you are<br />
and moved to clearer strokes, as up<br />
<br />
wd be this hearing settled down for<br />
love, and dive within yr marks at<br />
<br />
clearer charges met the day yr oars<br />
are simply chipped or folded back to<br />
<br />
slip along the waves & seasons in to<br />
mood the bays are slipped within<br />
<br />
799<br />
<br />
Yr names, as-has, along & set :<br />
and clean, wd call at pieces moved<br />
<br />
among these shores recall, a flowing<br />
moon & song this air resumed, to<br />
<br />
forces flavored out the tiger's spots<br />
unchanged are changing sudden to<br />
<br />
this life presumed, he waits for love<br />
and light the same terms resound<br />
<br />
throughout the cycle made complete<br />
reflection's name no curse, arise to<br />
<br />
what you are already waiting move and<br />
move against the tides or seas to<br />
<br />
mean, a name and song, perhaps the<br />
same moon says "revolve," and has<br />
<br />
the name of life drawn along yr<br />
thigh for open tenses opened out.<br />
<br />
800<br />
<br />
Yr eyes, and bending over, in to<br />
in this lady's love is light inside<br />
<br />
my hands, and driving up the<br />
coast, another jewel is floating in<br />
<br />
yr clothes, opened out to touch<br />
a flower hard along yr edges,<br />
<br />
a ship is sailing in the waves.<br />
as wove alert, her arms and<br />
<br />
legs wd let me in, as eyes to<br />
light from foam in tense re<br />
<br />
-lease & charm to pole yr charges<br />
laid in finger slipped afar to<br />
<br />
see yr eyes across my own, for<br />
passion's name to love yr ready<br />
<br />
on beyond today, and driving<br />
home, a flesh, a mark again.<br />
<br />
801<br />
<br />
And holds between lines yr eyes<br />
as post below and scores again<br />
<br />
the small airs blow yr eyes wd cool<br />
some gaps are cooked-out along<br />
<br />
smoother distances drawn throughout<br />
what hears to seem within the<br />
<br />
same and glide beneath as-has,<br />
to cooler laps wd sharper shines<br />
<br />
for love this light again and in<br />
a season drawn to sleep or skim<br />
<br />
as pools arrive and lines are thrown<br />
the day the table shot alert he<br />
<br />
meets opponents in the field or<br />
stays withdrawn, the tactics are<br />
<br />
here and this, where firmer choices<br />
seem the same before, and call<br />
<br />
802<br />
<br />
What passes clean or cooler seems<br />
like light's beginning calm to love<br />
<br />
is stirred apart yr sighs are claim<br />
and charge wd pool these fools<br />
<br />
afar to hold them clear to something<br />
less spasmodic, cloud to hard, a<br />
<br />
fort wd spell the marks, affirm!<br />
as has to shoal perfume, he<br />
<br />
wheezes down the charts, we see,<br />
and has some silly music chatters<br />
<br />
less but friendly on the box, I'd<br />
say yr name against the tides,<br />
<br />
and sit for easier rooms, alert<br />
you are, and set aside for tales<br />
<br />
to leaf alert some doors are eased<br />
apart and others simply open, thus.<br />
<br />
803<br />
<br />
As lines are times the same, away<br />
You are on top and bring me off<br />
<br />
yr up and down as sees me come to<br />
shoot up inside yr body; seeds are<br />
<br />
charms for light to make at love to<br />
smoother terms wd clear the room<br />
<br />
for telling outer out as sung to make<br />
a wave and charm as has, yr<br />
<br />
eye and mark wd cling affirms the<br />
roof is claim & mood wd sail the<br />
<br />
black ship on across the waves as<br />
light again is spoke to fold her<br />
<br />
back again in finger in yr heart<br />
for love to make you come to<br />
<br />
life and give a yell or groan in<br />
pleasure's gasps, a mark again.<br />
<br />
804<br />
<br />
Wd seem, within the same air trembles,<br />
as outer spun, magnificence the center<br />
<br />
set & sent : you would and clear to be,<br />
as has this line for time and tune unite,<br />
<br />
the clear signs wail or beckon outer out,<br />
or cut to scenes you are along and<br />
<br />
met the children house and garden in<br />
guard-in, guardian for scent or<br />
<br />
sense to ward or other, toward a<br />
shy fence and matter neither spoke,<br />
<br />
her harps are wove alert & song : a<br />
foal a moon along in sentence cast<br />
<br />
yr faces flown to light this air and<br />
pleasure said along as love and hear<br />
<br />
again arrive this country outer made<br />
you are, and then again, return, shore.<br />
<br />
805<br />
<br />
Wd clear, as said, the same begins<br />
all to shore yr sighs and into<br />
<br />
season set the roof is called a<br />
whale apart and climbs on in, to<br />
<br />
hold her back & down, the shore is<br />
calm regained for tune or smell, a<br />
<br />
folded pause in tense or shell to feel<br />
some smoother falling down and<br />
<br />
set against yr pleasures, roasts her<br />
doorway pooled against beginning,<br />
<br />
but joy retains its pressure forward<br />
names the lake no duty drawing<br />
<br />
forward newer claims for drawing<br />
out the same from light, as love.<br />
<br />
or wd you call along these shallows,<br />
name and sign again, the tide.<br />
<br />
806<br />
<br />
As lines across the waves forlorn,<br />
wd seem within the same words<br />
<br />
spoke for tune & smooth, a flight<br />
and mark, to simpler seasons<br />
<br />
cast affirm some light is said<br />
you are with love's own fancy<br />
<br />
drawn along but made direct, the<br />
seasons simply shoal and spume,<br />
<br />
another mark is drawn against<br />
her thighs are set like lips to<br />
<br />
heal m slowly drawn the sky and<br />
low perfume you carry slower out<br />
<br />
and lead me strong toward the loom<br />
and set the houses short perhaps<br />
<br />
a newer miracle subsides, or visits<br />
late perhaps the cars are drawn aside.<br />
<br />
807<br />
<br />
Wd see them hanging underneath<br />
yr shirt, and sing yr eyes are<br />
<br />
said, "along" beneath yr skin, some<br />
shadows mold the body's followers,<br />
<br />
shale & sky perfume in outer thrusts<br />
and lying down. Or hear some time<br />
<br />
together after song is laid to rest<br />
a door a day is made the same<br />
<br />
and food for light, a love reminds<br />
the body's arcs as back or forth,<br />
<br />
another dance is made, or rolled along<br />
the same day made along and<br />
<br />
spoke : I'd jump you down the day,<br />
strange lady, and hear yr peppers<br />
<br />
sing another pie is drawn together<br />
sails this wove of light yr legs.<br />
<br />
808<br />
<br />
You would and seem the same,<br />
as goes across to sail between<br />
<br />
her eyes, another mark to shore<br />
recall a loop against the move<br />
<br />
and toss along what calls to hear<br />
align and spin yr ropes are caught.<br />
<br />
or hear the same time beckoned<br />
on t he waves you heal my ass<br />
<br />
and score reversed his name or<br />
sentiment : loop resound another<br />
<br />
name is spent, or hears before the<br />
lights we have that love is<br />
<br />
mood and spine, yr waves alight<br />
or run, and now we speak to<br />
<br />
seem another room is painted <br />
white, or turned to light again.<br />
<br />
809<br />
<br />
As goes between, yr head is toss<br />
to gleam some heat inside to<br />
<br />
hold aside and finger in yr flesh<br />
and bump behind in something<br />
<br />
said you are to go along and<br />
wait within, as feeds this light<br />
<br />
as love in seasons called to hear<br />
some straight sots in & out,<br />
<br />
would clear the forces drawn<br />
together owl and dream, and<br />
<br />
say the rest rests alert to charms<br />
you sail along and say again,<br />
<br />
three horses calling, spoke & show<br />
is scenes remember how is scores<br />
<br />
a mouth or shine in hands to say<br />
would move or stay the same again.<br />
<br />
810<br />
<br />
Wd seem where called the same, a<br />
pole across the stars is still, prolific.<br />
<br />
some-sun, seen as force, yr eye<br />
no cobra-hood, but the body<br />
<br />
one, and stays the same within yr<br />
faces, mouth & tongue, yr hand tight;<br />
<br />
and gargle when I come a seed shot<br />
special said you are, and come in<br />
<br />
light yr kitchen chair for love, and<br />
go again across the bed, and bent<br />
<br />
over, in behind, and pulled yr hips <br />
again and shot sheep sharply, a<br />
<br />
foal-charge sprung outside in & in<br />
again, the body of the lady, shore<br />
<br />
for seed-thrust song and eye<br />
of the heart's dreams afloat.<br />
<br />
811<br />
<br />
The air the same, and small to<br />
hear yr new name strong as<br />
<br />
light becomes the time between<br />
yr eyes and holding in the day<br />
<br />
wd clear across these lines, and love,<br />
another calm hand arrives this air<br />
<br />
folded down and calling through<br />
these houses drawn to what sails<br />
<br />
becalmed yr happier faces, out<br />
the shops are also welcome<br />
<br />
drawn aside an ease for strong<br />
streets gathered loop resound a<br />
<br />
foreign lapse and straight to call<br />
as rooms are found alert in houses<br />
<br />
termed the same and marked by<br />
light a new a name to draw affirm<br />
<br />
812<br />
<br />
Includes, wind to water, her eyes,<br />
or pulls this drift and strong, a<br />
<br />
gentle heart would clear the air of<br />
indistinctness not by clamor, but<br />
<br />
hoses halter strains yr heart but<br />
stay the same, you are, and sails<br />
<br />
throughout the day her warm or<br />
gentle waves of light the bath<br />
<br />
is love, yr names are hands to<br />
seem a wave and way to say<br />
<br />
what hears the same time sailing<br />
inner skins revolve the same &<br />
<br />
clear to time yr beckoning eyes wd<br />
make another house a home for<br />
<br />
children in between and goes along<br />
to have our days arrive & coincide.<br />
<br />
813<br />
<br />
As eyes between yr hands, another<br />
term arrives : fold and pass, these<br />
<br />
roofs aware and sending, thorough<br />
lines profuse, as into seasons sailing<br />
<br />
rough perhaps but new again, light<br />
within the lines and calling as : as.<br />
<br />
love. Wd smooth some curls distinct<br />
the perfume, shawl, resume, and<br />
<br />
eases thought too loose are near<br />
these oars preclude, for simpler<br />
<br />
moons resist, at following too soon<br />
or nearer now than not : afloat,<br />
<br />
you leap throughout, the maiden sd,<br />
from foam and clearer signs, on<br />
<br />
these stairways chatter knots against<br />
the floor. Ease & skip to fly ahead.<br />
<br />
814<br />
<br />
Her solitudes attract, and passion, too,<br />
at heart the song and one, affirm &<br />
<br />
pole, yr houses spaced along the way<br />
from eye to eye the same is set.<br />
<br />
and met the woods some touch wd<br />
score release and drive in:side to<br />
<br />
lose yr heat and mark the bird its<br />
settling-tree, or flash some season<br />
<br />
drawn aside to hold her down & ride<br />
up tight the top and leave a quart<br />
<br />
or two was coming out for hours : lease.<br />
and sing a strong leg, she calls to<br />
<br />
quiet silence, words not broken in<br />
a faltered rear of light beyond<br />
<br />
love's grace and pleasure wanders<br />
him who sees and passes in to rest.<br />
<br />
815<br />
<br />
Seen, as. Wd clear there spoke, yr<br />
hosts afloat in salient doubts a<br />
<br />
fool resumes, but love. And light yr<br />
eyes are vista sheen forlorn in<br />
<br />
tense release and flow aside her<br />
harps are wove affirmed, a fern.<br />
<br />
now sharp, he sees them changing in<br />
their being seen, or houses grow<br />
<br />
the same as this, and this. Or rest.<br />
their movies share and clamor-in.<br />
<br />
a rose is a calling, forth his chatter<br />
floating forward dreams yr face &<br />
<br />
brothers chiming in, good, aloud, the<br />
queen's own body singing down a<br />
<br />
rest or will as love's heart anchors<br />
through and simple, claimed, again, seen.<br />
<br />
816<br />
<br />
As pass, on across, the lights are<br />
marked, throughout new the same<br />
<br />
as has, to seem within the air a<br />
travel scans to loop around again<br />
<br />
no hair is split or turned around<br />
in simple distances the road is taken<br />
<br />
shines the way along yr harps to<br />
mark again these rooms preclude<br />
<br />
some heavier dooms but love wd<br />
clear them out again her eyes are<br />
<br />
brown & shining : cool today some air<br />
inside the window's sun is called<br />
<br />
the door is opened out & single time<br />
the one or pleasure drafts among<br />
<br />
her arms around or lips the same<br />
and cook my brains for love.<br />
<br />
817<br />
<br />
Wd clear around, and hold affirmed<br />
what passes in as cooler eyes<br />
<br />
are hard to seem within, or hold<br />
the moon alert alarm yr full &<br />
<br />
passing in these peaks are warmer<br />
spoke to shallower forges worded<br />
<br />
out to marks the room or pleasure<br />
scored a simple shade and letter<br />
<br />
yes or movie, how they cool around<br />
as spoke they claim within but<br />
<br />
sames are pressed to forward dues<br />
the movies cleared around as force<br />
<br />
or motive shores this leaning for<br />
-tress grown to spells or leisure<br />
<br />
love's lights burning in within &<br />
armed for telling out the same.<br />
<br />
<br />
818<br />
<br />
The same as turns to light, yr eyes, as<br />
goes across to newer terms, love, as.<br />
<br />
would clear to shinier loam, review to<br />
spare sinks her roof is loop recall a<br />
<br />
change, to shoal aloft you are, as has<br />
to smoother lines relief wd spare her<br />
<br />
lessens rolling down against the moon<br />
and leaning through hearing in some<br />
<br />
airs released to works at day the mark<br />
wd slow to houses cabin or light<br />
<br />
the movies calling down against the<br />
earth now or motive, you are, again.<br />
<br />
or laid throughout the same, in tense<br />
as spells a name and hiding down<br />
<br />
at blue light this morning easing in to<br />
drape yr face with love's pleasure.<br />
<br />
819<br />
<br />
As flowing down yr wave, and sentence,<br />
as out she weaves some pattern seen<br />
<br />
in light where rests at love begun a<br />
tower and charm behold released<br />
<br />
at seasons drawn like motives sharp<br />
in pleasure's dream you are the same<br />
<br />
wd clear around the place as hard<br />
on top you live intense or follow,<br />
<br />
down yr waves of light the surfer<br />
glides between yr hands again<br />
<br />
and leaves these cities on behind<br />
another push is drawn affirm<br />
<br />
and presses on throughout these<br />
movies long against the pictures<br />
<br />
love begins to be the same air<br />
bending loose around yr hips.<br />
<br />
820<br />
<br />
Clatters down as rain, it is. The<br />
corner market, leaning, as eyes,<br />
<br />
her forms are sense ashore & fathom<br />
into season light from love's airs<br />
<br />
recall, a newer vision, between her<br />
thighs, a spot is charm & song,<br />
<br />
and human flavors growing, elixir.<br />
wd shell affirm, and into seeing<br />
<br />
rise arise he seems & loops aloft<br />
and eagle, a morning shorter sharps<br />
<br />
this pool is light, yr calling-in;<br />
and say, you are, as light and<br />
<br />
seeing how you are together mark &<br />
song as flowing charm & season<br />
<br />
falling through yr hair : wd call along<br />
and love, yr names are also pleasure.<br />
<br />
821<br />
<br />
As pass & scene, yr favors flown<br />
this movie seems to wait at<br />
<br />
shoals are seed, released, inert;<br />
the matter shaped by light, and<br />
<br />
love's measure spoke as perfect eyes<br />
are scans alert yr markers show<br />
<br />
the air is moving out or holding <br />
firm to what is new and longing.<br />
<br />
out the motive seems to ;hold her<br />
down or spread apart, you'd slip<br />
<br />
yr hands around the moon, or lean<br />
across the ditch to speak another<br />
<br />
line quite simply. North or later, eat<br />
the sun is said magnificent, and<br />
<br />
tears the hard and lonely life apart<br />
or pool these others eastern eye.<br />
<br />
822<br />
<br />
Wd clear, as said, the wheels are<br />
spoke, as clatter seems the same,<br />
<br />
yr houses rooming down the hall,<br />
or folded scene within, as eye.<br />
<br />
at shore, yr music spilling in the<br />
doorway lights the outer pale of<br />
<br />
spent shore reversed, a table in<br />
the air, as love bending claims<br />
<br />
the ark no other won to seasons<br />
folded shy her ears are wept<br />
<br />
aloud, but flying forward, eagle<br />
suns the ground alert some shape<br />
<br />
for telling signs yr lantern slides<br />
afar to hold or spin some seas<br />
<br />
for air the clouds and passion, at<br />
these roses flung, as lines begin.<br />
<br />
823<br />
<br />
As eyes and lines, you are for light<br />
love's name along and sending in<br />
<br />
to hold affirm some special times as<br />
sharp some spaces shine inside yr<br />
<br />
faces formed among still flying air<br />
wd peal some bells are folded<br />
<br />
outer shale is posted light as ears<br />
or pushed along, a life is fine<br />
<br />
enough but levels out these doors<br />
wd call to clearer days as work:<br />
<br />
yr loops are sense and pole to draw<br />
another climate hands wd hang<br />
<br />
like breasts, or faces cast affords<br />
the newer shape as opens legs<br />
<br />
and stands within, a loop along<br />
yr pleasures shore & song again.<br />
<br />
824<br />
<br />
As met, a slower road is formed<br />
idea said inert, the heart's waves<br />
<br />
found, lighted side by side and in<br />
the days, love, a single song, or<br />
<br />
this perhaps and seeded futures,<br />
a loop to call yr heart yr own<br />
<br />
and nourished, children, work and<br />
mood revive, to ;hold through time<br />
<br />
at scales or fortress, the tremors held<br />
like music like, inner flame or<br />
<br />
thorough line, the body's favors<br />
are no other outer flung to hear<br />
<br />
these names again and motive strung,<br />
arrive! The way is set and calls<br />
<br />
along yr heart is mine in tense<br />
but separate : love calls among.<br />
<br />
825<br />
<br />
As moon & song, the same review<br />
is ocean's names alert between as<br />
<br />
set you'd peal afloat and cooler lines<br />
astir inside and calling out, again,<br />
<br />
a charge or sign that sells for light,<br />
and light is told, for love, and in<br />
<br />
the waves, a face remains as clear as<br />
light itself and named for shells<br />
<br />
yr song might come to see the air<br />
air and says again, to hold affirm<br />
<br />
and pleasures named, yr loops are <br />
steel or foam a light or name<br />
<br />
like saying, down the river shoal<br />
or raft a name within, as eagle<br />
<br />
room and white, a name anew<br />
is called, yr heart or former eyes.<br />
<br />
<br />
826<br />
<br />
As light, between dreams seen to be,<br />
as has, so let these roses bloom<br />
<br />
along yr waves are spoke for love<br />
his words unheeded checked alert<br />
<br />
wd weave and call yr names again,<br />
or when? Yr harps are wove, as<br />
<br />
sheep are let, the movies welcome in<br />
this sleep or woke, a pool a car a<br />
<br />
seat behind and driving in to women.<br />
a folded flow and meaning; in to<br />
<br />
be this weakened wall and life as<br />
light again, or right enough, enough.<br />
<br />
his message, clear to ends alert the<br />
motive sprung between and seeing where<br />
<br />
they wait and say again, you are, to<br />
sail the seasons down the year, away.<br />
<br />
827<br />
<br />
Wd seem, arrived, at light, the egg<br />
is hollow, germ & sign, alert to<br />
<br />
pools becalmed and final, day to<br />
light at love's beginning time and<br />
<br />
moon begin again, yr eyes at shape<br />
and line, to turn the heart's depending<br />
<br />
out to friends we are the same & call<br />
the work is made for telling who<br />
<br />
we are, and made inside, at mark<br />
and throng these others side collide<br />
<br />
or grow ahead and rhythm gone<br />
from life but follow, in her dreams<br />
<br />
we call to love again, and meet at<br />
loops remind these fragile columns,<br />
<br />
the movies drawn afar and seeming,<br />
one and then again, the temple rung.<br />
<br />
828<br />
<br />
Wd say, where said, a newer meeting<br />
corresponds to light, and comes to<br />
<br />
pass and claim, yr eyes are signs<br />
to make a day perhaps for love a<br />
<br />
long and sentence, pressed retreat<br />
ahead and standing forward calls<br />
<br />
as time wd spell away or sure<br />
to seas the mermaid wet and<br />
<br />
passion; names at energy yr horse<br />
and rider moved again a lady<br />
<br />
on her waves delight for love to<br />
smoother lines afar some sense<br />
<br />
permits arise yr doors are also<br />
woven song to hear against a<br />
<br />
moon or press, the dragon waits<br />
or drives to pressures drawn.<br />
<br />
829<br />
<br />
My shell & sign, I turn aside I<br />
hurt too much and call these<br />
<br />
streets along against these walls<br />
are walls again, the sun is roofed<br />
<br />
between my heart is dragged around<br />
small rooms my head beating<br />
<br />
blood around my body's fervors<br />
gleamed perhaps some light is<br />
<br />
left to learn; but love leaves me<br />
falling into seasons made today<br />
<br />
is never over, a way to speak wd<br />
say I do not know but wait<br />
<br />
to give, or hesitate myself afraid<br />
of pleasure, wanting names for<br />
<br />
houses yet unbuilt I do not<br />
know the way or ask yr eyes<br />
<br />
830<br />
<br />
As times are also lines, she slipped<br />
afar, askew. The newer motives<br />
<br />
plain or trusted seem within the same<br />
air distanced trees are seen horizon<br />
<br />
plain wd be the roof or simple. Out to<br />
hold where looser claps are found,<br />
<br />
a joist and palm is rusted outer sung<br />
her light-love spun away or dancers.<br />
<br />
look and call against yr tides are<br />
said the open door is also opened<br />
<br />
outer flung her movies claimed beyond<br />
no doubt but pleasure called a name<br />
<br />
is new perhaps too soon or younger days<br />
wd seek me out and let these fashions<br />
<br />
clear the wall & sign yr favors new to<br />
seem we are along the wave & mark.<br />
<br />
831<br />
<br />
As term, yr breasts are resting on<br />
yr arms attached yr body's weaves<br />
<br />
of light are eyes are taller than I<br />
thought and dreams a stroke from<br />
<br />
down to up. Wd seem within, and<br />
toucht in tense regained, the body's<br />
<br />
favor's fervor spoke, a famous front<br />
recall & sign, this tine of soap is<br />
<br />
center cosmic ring; she dreams me, too,<br />
and signs electric handles inner in,<br />
<br />
and time resumes this space is<br />
also drawn along and fine to<br />
<br />
folded flowing down yr thighs<br />
against the wall and shot short<br />
<br />
recall to dream drawn simpler sd<br />
this love is lighted from above.<br />
<br />
832<br />
<br />
At time's turns pact & charm yr<br />
faces flowing down beside the air.<br />
<br />
as love, as light becalmed arrives<br />
these floating chambers pleasure seen<br />
<br />
and moved beyond the song, recall,<br />
I waited down yr eyes, I wept<br />
<br />
and dreamed aloud these seasons<br />
cast afar perhaps and knowing<br />
<br />
love cost my life, or light against<br />
my hands you are along these waves,<br />
<br />
throat and strong, and thronging bell<br />
and line between the roses growing<br />
<br />
seen beside as favor flown away:<br />
I meet my time between yr legs,<br />
<br />
and left alone I am the same,<br />
as cause & song are reamed alert.<br />
<br />
833 The Last Rose of Summer<br />
<br />
As houses moved and changed, a quiet<br />
wall persists his spots are also new<br />
<br />
from folded forms flown her body<br />
left me by the season charges looped<br />
<br />
around the sky : shallow scenes adrift<br />
where love is calm and I am left alone<br />
<br />
again, but light is sharper set among<br />
yr faces seen from underneath, quiet.<br />
<br />
wd say, perhaps, the same is new enough,<br />
or lands against yr moons are now to<br />
<br />
score a day or sharper lines revolve &<br />
call for silence due to easier moons in<br />
<br />
light, a name is set where love makes a<br />
man alone, or is a day arrived in songs to<br />
<br />
make the lady smile, and meet these seas<br />
alert and moving through these feelings....<br />
<br />
834<br />
<br />
Wd clear, around these lights, at<br />
love begins, aroused this Boom is<br />
<br />
music's blood season drawn a rain<br />
is long between yr sighs & waiting.<br />
<br />
and spoke, yr names afloat, is<br />
feeling better now perhaps than lately<br />
<br />
the position's clear growth is man<br />
his work is love no boogie draws<br />
<br />
me back against the dream, she weeps.<br />
I call my harder lines throughout,<br />
<br />
or peel my skin in sheets, no other<br />
draws my lines my cooler loops<br />
<br />
are photos, camera tripod by bed,<br />
and lets these fashions lunge<br />
<br />
and call yr shell & song again,<br />
and set my life in order.<br />
<br />
835<br />
<br />
As pools, yr eyes alert, again,<br />
my ankles happy, there, and<br />
<br />
light between yr fences facing for<br />
these long and patient afternoons.<br />
<br />
the roof wd clear, for love's dues<br />
the movies marked for outer songs<br />
<br />
her movies changed from left to right<br />
the motives clear enough, I am<br />
<br />
the day and sentence left among the<br />
air and children, happier faces laid<br />
<br />
to rest and marked along our waves<br />
the bed and pleasure sent like<br />
<br />
roses dusting out the end of summer<br />
sent the same as has between<br />
<br />
the marks and moods we make<br />
together brings the dream to life.<br />
<br />
836<br />
<br />
Yr names, again, and shoulders in<br />
some light perhaps is sent along<br />
<br />
in showers down from love begun<br />
at outer houses flung aglow & sung,<br />
<br />
a face is forward folded out begun<br />
and sharper lines her breasts are<br />
<br />
thrust against my heart, and flies<br />
short showers thrust between<br />
<br />
her legs, a spot wd smile again<br />
and fly again, yr noises brief to leap<br />
<br />
a burst is offered down some movies<br />
grow among yr favors now & new<br />
<br />
wd glow some bodies green & yellow<br />
now or motive. Smooth to loom a<br />
<br />
night or day the same to love a<br />
body fresh to tunes we make.<br />
<br />
837<br />
<br />
Enflamed, her hearts are wove of<br />
light as love's penetration grows.<br />
<br />
or, how you smooth & rain, aloft<br />
to some thing closer drawn at<br />
<br />
fire, clear or strung between yr<br />
loops, some light is newer held<br />
<br />
than firmer looms as drawn before<br />
yr faces forward scales to light<br />
<br />
another drawing-down of life as<br />
goes before the lawn and sentence.<br />
<br />
name to scores reviewed, I asked<br />
you for my wife and you sd<br />
<br />
never, how then not retreat? But<br />
comes the day and touch forgets<br />
<br />
that down along the way, we<br />
do believe the rest as love's<br />
<br />
838<br />
<br />
And call yr favors forward, seems<br />
her pleasure is my own the same.<br />
<br />
moved as holds, and holds again,<br />
wd smooth yr lines, my woman.<br />
<br />
these movies glowing times are set<br />
from light as loops along, love.<br />
<br />
from form afar yr eyes are stirring<br />
loop & charm around yr person, an<br />
<br />
eagle signed and sailed, a name is<br />
said, again, and holds to what you<br />
<br />
are along my waves and songs a lady<br />
mated in this touch & tongue we<br />
<br />
find the marks are simpler said than<br />
light between yr fingers, anytime<br />
<br />
at all, and love my ways yr own<br />
we'll go across the sea together.<br />
<br />
839<br />
<br />
As waves of light permit, rescind,<br />
completion of love's game established.<br />
<br />
yr names rely, eagle, shore wd say<br />
regain along as has a part, apart,<br />
<br />
yr knees or heels, spread a bed<br />
and touch my eye in pleasure's<br />
<br />
smile & song, my model charges<br />
hard against the work & feeling<br />
<br />
good a long time drawn against<br />
yr sigh and song I love yr brown<br />
<br />
fingers calling sign & sign again.<br />
said. A song, Chicago smiles wd<br />
<br />
fold her down in photographs, a<br />
word is spoke, encounter, has a<br />
<br />
dream the same as life and put to<br />
-gether for some beauty, vibe & tong.<br />
<br />
840<br />
<br />
Wd say, yr eyes, as loops an ear is<br />
hole or hand, afar yr model show<br />
<br />
and song a face in parts for telling<br />
over yr hands form and sign as pulse<br />
<br />
or charm : the year turns mask alarum,<br />
ion sense recalls the doorway chatters<br />
<br />
radio songs the party calling home<br />
in shorter songs her waves of light<br />
<br />
you are to me, or shifted down another<br />
wave is shore to seem within a lark<br />
<br />
and houses flying into more than love,<br />
would clear the ground again in leaps<br />
<br />
across the palm or fringes drawn<br />
together visible realm recalls yr<br />
<br />
forces flying down the day and shell<br />
a song a sign aligned again to talk.<br />
<br />
841<br />
<br />
Wd clear, attend yr salmon shines<br />
between yr favorite, on yr faces<br />
<br />
flowing down the days are drawn<br />
aside in following something close<br />
<br />
or fine, in sense regained wd call<br />
across, around yr lines are weaving<br />
<br />
through & through as outer calls or<br />
name perhaps to seem, you are,<br />
<br />
at lines and drawn across, my bed,<br />
and then again, or spoke, is said, a<br />
<br />
call is song between yr thighs, a spot.<br />
I dream a shell & time, is time,<br />
<br />
wd clear across yr master's weaving eye<br />
& shore. You slept against me, driving<br />
<br />
danced my fate & charm, a silver hand yr<br />
self as toucht behind & in, you came a flesh<br />
<br />
842<br />
<br />
Calls this warp has sharper shores<br />
he joins them without aims, another<br />
<br />
light is straight for love : the movies<br />
call us down the walls & seeming,<br />
<br />
there or says, you would, to seem.<br />
follows, how she stays beside me,<br />
<br />
or made throughout, hears a newer<br />
weaving shot the mark is named<br />
<br />
a life begins its middle shaped,<br />
they wander in & hold at work or<br />
<br />
measure, the world's eases shaped<br />
in curling waves of beauty; hers is<br />
<br />
lime perhaps, I love the day as in<br />
wd move the lines across and new,<br />
<br />
then, said, at love the men & women<br />
driving down throughout the earth....<br />
<br />
843<br />
<br />
As calls between the calls are light<br />
to shore within the bird is loop<br />
<br />
recall her smiles are fervor shown<br />
like light like lips are folded in<br />
<br />
her shine some love becalm to<br />
sail the seas together, warms the<br />
<br />
lines between her eyes, and said,<br />
you are the same day sailing, in<br />
<br />
to hold affirm the movies shredded<br />
down to salad days, or forces<br />
<br />
sharper signs revolve to more than<br />
that, as far as goes along aside<br />
<br />
in tense recalls her names are set<br />
to lay across these tables settled<br />
<br />
down between yr peaks & valleys.<br />
more to seem the same again, sees.<br />
<br />
844<br />
<br />
At names the air retrieves, release, a<br />
mark is singing down yr eyes to<br />
<br />
cooler charges hard between yr eyes,<br />
a spot or mark would leave the<br />
<br />
doorways cool and senses, lines for family<br />
center lines her days are loops<br />
<br />
at center's mark yr eyes the same<br />
or leaving in these roofs are set<br />
<br />
between the day and holding on to<br />
time or life, in love you are the<br />
<br />
easier day to seem yr faces flown<br />
in hearts the doorway folded harms<br />
<br />
her in these ropes rotation., light,<br />
yr eyes, the shell is opened, feeling<br />
<br />
good and saying yes, yet, goes in<br />
and sails yr long and eases, in.<br />
<br />
845<br />
<br />
As holds between yr lines, in sense<br />
the same air turning light along these<br />
<br />
waves to shoal perfume, the movies sd<br />
like hard beginnings, loaf these leads at<br />
<br />
simpler eases wrapt, afar yr moods enthuse<br />
to steady progress laid between yr hands<br />
<br />
or sailing out these rooms begin to hear a<br />
song, as love's due, and progress on these<br />
<br />
horses strapped-in or yielded, her arms are<br />
waving thorough sd profound or waiting moons<br />
<br />
are weaving down yr days are also moving<br />
through the air & pealing : ;skips her heat<br />
<br />
for forces folded dream to chime as light<br />
in love's marks charm these loops to<br />
<br />
leaf her arms along the waves of light<br />
to shore within yr airways floating love.<br />
<br />
846<br />
<br />
At turn, these waves of light to<br />
shore her eyes as spoke yr flavor<br />
<br />
sings my names & holds beginning<br />
at the air recall some loops of<br />
<br />
air wd sail a name away and cool<br />
yr lips with pleasure marks the<br />
<br />
lines away to trails or smoother<br />
scores are laid along yr fancy, or<br />
<br />
moves to stay within some distance<br />
proper made to be these moods<br />
<br />
and actions, love the rest is resting<br />
out as goes the roof is calm in<br />
<br />
tense or movie, lamp or move, yr<br />
faces forward into seas the man<br />
<br />
is held affirm his pleasure says to<br />
stay along the rest, rests, again.<br />
<br />
847<br />
<br />
At times between as has, yr eyes,<br />
and sending through the light, is<br />
<br />
seed & scene, behind as looped inside<br />
wd clear across to seem the same,<br />
<br />
yr favors forward say, along, and set<br />
top term these lines and love. Wd say<br />
<br />
then, and stay along to hold affirm<br />
these salient spools as folded in<br />
<br />
yr heart is mood &claim as spoke,<br />
and raveled in the day as wander,<br />
<br />
on these loops to score within the<br />
room is met the same in lines to<br />
<br />
hold across the man's waves modest<br />
balanced, then, perhaps the new moon<br />
<br />
settling down throughout to say, a<br />
day a new another, coffee, spinning.<br />
<br />
848<br />
<br />
Wd sail again, yr favors calling forward<br />
scans the light for shale perfume<br />
<br />
her eyes apart yr legs the same,<br />
and diving in, ahead again, a<br />
<br />
foal or charge and laid behind<br />
my thumb inside, or over lines<br />
<br />
for live airs resume, at love's gain<br />
yr faces drawn together long<br />
<br />
and saying thus or so, her flying<br />
drawn below yr famous brand<br />
<br />
in tense recalls these rooms<br />
are roof & claim, the roses<br />
<br />
lay the foam along yr sense<br />
the loop and chain, or over here<br />
<br />
the skies his doorway purple in<br />
the song no other gains the day.<br />
<br />
849<br />
<br />
This pool of light we all inhabit, love's<br />
her sighs, or plane & center, at favor<br />
<br />
shore recall to acts, perhaps, yr forms<br />
are light to touch, or over in these<br />
<br />
faces made the marks are shorter spans<br />
and held alert to forces quiet heart<br />
<br />
a stillness eagle mark and sign, again<br />
these houses pooled or staffed inside<br />
<br />
as has, to let, and shore along-among<br />
wd sail yr seas erect inside yr<br />
<br />
movies laid by hand and finger in<br />
yr heart is eye enough, or wet.<br />
<br />
and sailing down yr days, a seed or<br />
shot is made to shapes or held<br />
<br />
a mouth again and smiling down and<br />
down again arise or smoke yr lines.jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-70288786365321841842007-04-21T04:49:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:43:17.333-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- HOMAGES Book XVI|||||||||||||||<br />
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<br />
850<br />
<br />
Loops affirm, her harps are wove,<br />
as term & sign, at folded flowing<br />
<br />
floating down, and signs along<br />
the way are waves of light, yr name<br />
<br />
is eagle, love’s song permits, recedes,<br />
envelopes into seasons sung, the same<br />
<br />
and call yr names, for pleasure faces<br />
upward on the bed, her eyes inside<br />
<br />
as comes alert along released is<br />
told electric made no error, as<br />
<br />
spoke in leaves the room yr heart is<br />
said to me, a firm and pleasant load<br />
<br />
and sharp shots in her body seeds to<br />
throat & hand or filming into over<br />
<br />
calls the same to day is laid by hand<br />
and eye to folded floats the river<br />
<br />
water sung or perfect thrown the tie<br />
and moon of easier moods to noon.<br />
<br />
851<br />
<br />
wd send yr eyes are flaming forming<br />
further in some airs retrieve & visit, how<br />
<br />
she weaves these pleasures seeming sand, as<br />
light & sending in yr favors forward has<br />
<br />
as light, yr love recalls to hear these lines<br />
permit and share this line within a room<br />
<br />
yr flying signs the times to hoses fitted filter<br />
sends around in term yr movies falling<br />
<br />
down & then again, a finger drawing in to<br />
sail within, as has to let them dream<br />
<br />
yr body flavored light within and sails<br />
her shape as dreaming drawn to say<br />
<br />
wd clear around remembers driving down<br />
a day as steam & shine within, as<br />
<br />
blow below and lightly favors forward a<br />
line is made with walls & favors at<br />
<br />
yr time & moving down as dreamed alert<br />
to say the same is met at charges.<br />
<br />
<br />
852<br />
<br />
In seams, is wrapt, or catches<br />
out some singing day or door, a<br />
<br />
folded arm collapsed a heart & over<br />
loops are lines to say yr name in<br />
<br />
senses left or moody, lighted in the<br />
waves some rest, respite, ringing<br />
<br />
where the center caution reams her<br />
eye and arm the same for love<br />
<br />
and smooth her lines are facing in<br />
some lines are made again for shape<br />
<br />
yr hands are perfect seems to name<br />
the rest as has, to let them in and<br />
<br />
call fortunes signs are weaving in to say<br />
you are, and sail between her thighs<br />
<br />
a spot and charm, yr eyes are folded<br />
in and naming light the same time<br />
<br />
calling down for what we are the<br />
same rooms drawn to white light.<br />
<br />
853<br />
<br />
Is made, or words declare and show<br />
the lines are drawn apart, yr eyes.<br />
<br />
But says alone, yr matter mounting<br />
light between the days, or passion.<br />
<br />
Still, a name is drawn aside, fr love,<br />
and called against the air like music,<br />
<br />
and said, along alone is music meeting-in<br />
as has, and let to smoother marks at<br />
<br />
shore & long against her eases spoke.<br />
or sharp, yr faces flown aside is loop<br />
<br />
recall some names have thought aside, &<br />
makes them ladies turning in the light,<br />
<br />
together seen or chorus, seed inside this<br />
song the same : or short, wd clear to<br />
<br />
something new or leased to other terms<br />
& new you let me go along, & then<br />
<br />
decides, or hears the time along its<br />
instrument, music gently split apart.<br />
<br />
<br />
854<br />
<br />
I called you down alone, delivered<br />
into light this space is gathered for<br />
<br />
the marks you heard inside me, sad<br />
to grow apart no lesson in the way,<br />
<br />
but shoaled her eyes were large and<br />
hurt to see this drawing down of<br />
<br />
love into empty seasons curling into<br />
life alone, perhaps; no other calls<br />
<br />
and leaves these thoughts behind to<br />
sail away no holds but making-out<br />
<br />
this reason going down the body’s legs<br />
are turned apart and leaves the day<br />
<br />
aside or motive where the seasons lie<br />
to call aside yr faces forward in<br />
<br />
the moon and calling, here again wd<br />
be yr flowing movies laid to rest<br />
<br />
as sense or passion drawing tight<br />
together slower motives into morning.<br />
<br />
855<br />
<br />
or pulled yr hand aside, and<br />
further sharper songs were made.<br />
<br />
afloat between the days together sd,<br />
alone, or folly sharing you this<br />
<br />
decrease to hard times rememb’rd.<br />
I moved against yr daisies floating<br />
<br />
down between yr thighs, and sung<br />
another movie drawn perfection is<br />
<br />
the rule in the heart’s beginnings, at<br />
the moon and pleasure, shore along<br />
<br />
yr breasts are newer fashions for<br />
the fancier tones we’ll play to<br />
<br />
save our winter’s motives laid<br />
against the bed and pressing<br />
<br />
flat against each other for relief<br />
released and made another time<br />
<br />
the airless cords and love each other<br />
in the white light of something dreamed.<br />
<br />
856<br />
<br />
I call my seasons drawn apart and<br />
see yr names evade my dreaming<br />
<br />
heart imprisoned self imposed release<br />
no caution folding long alone & pain<br />
<br />
the waves are sheltered further down<br />
my wanting token shall beneath yr<br />
<br />
help was offered how I say retreat to<br />
conscious action salad green & hearty.<br />
<br />
Or are you clear some dreaming heart<br />
is wasted elevated signs reveal yr<br />
<br />
empty hands and name some clutter<br />
after what is real his birth no day<br />
<br />
for parties freaking out again again wd<br />
say for help is met yr friends for<br />
<br />
years, but then the avenues retreat and<br />
leave me where I started, what’s the<br />
<br />
business made defeat & pain which<br />
says to me I make my love & light too far.<br />
<br />
857<br />
<br />
wd clear across the fires, drawn<br />
for seasons, climb & toss his airs<br />
<br />
renew to folded fashions leaving<br />
down the center sailing moon and<br />
<br />
charm alert to showers calling-in,<br />
as has, between the days, a knot,<br />
<br />
and shallow marks reveal a newer<br />
time, and mounted down along the<br />
<br />
rail, a moon a movie said, to hold<br />
against the day, alert & holding<br />
<br />
on the mountain cross across the<br />
day or doorway mark & chain, you<br />
<br />
are these things alert or new, would<br />
say, again, for love this light<br />
<br />
reveals the tower saving down again<br />
you might become th wave of<br />
<br />
light which says, the day is love’s<br />
and drawn against your thighs, alert.<br />
<br />
<br />
858<br />
<br />
the quantity of names outlasts pressure<br />
sentenced even out the rooms of light<br />
<br />
are spoke as love wd tremble fuller shown<br />
than evening’s rooms against yr faces flown<br />
<br />
and shaper news is let at spoons reverse<br />
to pools as mark & sign wd clear & fly<br />
<br />
in masks these simpler seasons set for<br />
what is as this mood return, approach the<br />
<br />
tiger’s tail is treading down and light<br />
too far is shown to mountain’s draw.<br />
<br />
As mood and season shown, yr faces<br />
flying unredeemed, her arms are long<br />
<br />
against my sighing heart & fervor in<br />
retreat I feel this driving through my<br />
<br />
forces feeding single songs are held affirm<br />
for miles the sound is echo move this tail<br />
<br />
and hour, forms her pleasure is my own<br />
wd seem to shore afloat a bird is drawn.<br />
<br />
859<br />
<br />
wd clear the air against these easy dues,<br />
doors are folded back for seasons sd<br />
<br />
and fashion : loop to air recall yr days<br />
were fewer fine and center marked<br />
<br />
alert along yr highways lost to time a<br />
fragile portion says the moon is time to<br />
<br />
take the same repeat retreat and hours at<br />
the trail are pooled like senses saying<br />
<br />
mark and song you are these airs of<br />
light the doorway saying now or not a<br />
<br />
blue term feeling down as goes to sail<br />
yr feathered faces forward mark and<br />
<br />
song the t rail the same to new as<br />
movies laid along yr movies marked<br />
<br />
the blue light emptys love to sail<br />
around the world for treats her days<br />
<br />
are lap dissolve, a folded set of legs as<br />
water marked the skies as open up.<br />
<br />
860<br />
<br />
As yes are larger shined affirms<br />
yr hazes dreaming down, as set<br />
<br />
to larger shores reflect yr faces in<br />
the moon & sending, retreat today;<br />
<br />
they are not crowding forward in the<br />
shores dependent to sail between<br />
<br />
her sighs no pleasures from my other<br />
but a distance leaping in and says<br />
<br />
you would declare the time yr own<br />
as has these rooms afar yr movies<br />
<br />
tending long along the board he met<br />
these fools along the way & waving<br />
<br />
to the rest as rests the navy dreams<br />
his shores arrived to wait perhaps<br />
<br />
a life wd sail in newer terms to<br />
leave her weeping, folded back & judged,<br />
<br />
but waits; pay attention, love’s light<br />
the same, and makes the way yr own.<br />
<br />
861<br />
<br />
At this turn, her face is coiled shut,<br />
a smoother day is future tense, and<br />
<br />
shoaled like river-rafts, a blue balloon.<br />
Or call yr faces flying in her eyes are wet<br />
<br />
unspoken abundant light reveals love’s face<br />
en face and forward flying heart, at<br />
<br />
shore recall afloat I’ll meet yr eye<br />
again, and salient sails her lines are<br />
<br />
made against time I’d draw my fire,<br />
and hold yr face along my dreams<br />
<br />
as far as this, the cosmos ringing names<br />
between success and reason, how you<br />
<br />
are my woman flying sharp before yr<br />
winds, and meet yr father strongly,<br />
<br />
love wins along along the trail & way,<br />
and here you are, my shell and sign,<br />
<br />
striding out to meet yrself in love and<br />
coming back again, Return, & wait.<br />
<br />
862<br />
<br />
I call yr name at night, and gather<br />
futile strength to fight the pain, and<br />
<br />
roll across the bed & back against my<br />
heart is wall and harness, dream & tide;<br />
<br />
these dreams of summer fell across the<br />
sky, or filled us with some hope of light.<br />
<br />
Now we must abandon all, give love<br />
back, and hope this hardness is not<br />
<br />
permanent, pain dampens love’s drawing<br />
firm between yr eyes, and lines not<br />
<br />
spoke, to leave alone these days and<br />
wander out the streets are bare again,<br />
<br />
and people walking on them have no<br />
faces, eyes across the gloom & tourney,<br />
<br />
we came up short against these walls<br />
no air but passion passing out, the<br />
<br />
body’s firm refusal to enter in again;<br />
the heart’s anchor fallen, armed for battle.<br />
<br />
863<br />
<br />
As streams afar yr names are met in<br />
shale or calls like love as seems a<br />
<br />
name arrived again & sending, through<br />
yr hazes climbing in to sail these lines<br />
<br />
on the river floating left to right you<br />
are the moon’s own children flown<br />
<br />
like music sail & dream, a feathered<br />
fashion forward. And as these calls<br />
<br />
are rised arriving down yr nature shore<br />
recall enflame her houses striving<br />
<br />
out to meet across town & shining in<br />
yr heart no waiver steams this sudden<br />
<br />
thrown aside wd flower hard against<br />
my hand and sign yr shell is dream<br />
<br />
to term wd fly again and gentler throw<br />
the air aside in winning how you<br />
<br />
star afloat in eagle’s songs revived<br />
wd slow & silent move yr heart.<br />
<br />
864<br />
<br />
Prisoner of the cruel sisters, light-dreamed<br />
falls asleep and strong wd say, that<br />
<br />
love is also distance, myth or song, &<br />
how they lie about their pleasure. But<br />
<br />
he trusts her quest, and finds love sung<br />
in hell, even, and told to stay the<br />
<br />
same: as has, so let, you are and<br />
sent like dreams are words to hold<br />
<br />
affirm these polar ices drawn to sailing<br />
term the eagle floats this air is<br />
<br />
also ocean-spoke and termed you are<br />
to heal this loop aloft and mood<br />
<br />
these rooms have left the earth the<br />
very mood of tension, or are you<br />
<br />
sure yr right? Wd make no term<br />
or difference, then, and coiled out out<br />
<br />
the day the same is spoke, a shell<br />
is captured, held, turned to sleep.<br />
<br />
<br />
865<br />
<br />
Eyes enflame, as has light-love sd,<br />
a spoke a wheel and turning drawn aside<br />
<br />
strong along her song wd peal afar you<br />
are inside names a day and moving<br />
<br />
in between her eyes, a spot is green a<br />
loose loop sailing down the seas again in<br />
<br />
turkey shots marked among friend-others,<br />
style of moon marks dream yr face<br />
<br />
wd make men weeping, air-cloud, light<br />
a noon-moon, love is clearing-in day<br />
<br />
to shores revive & sing yr names are<br />
moon among my lines are drawn aside<br />
<br />
from left to right the eye alive is moving<br />
in to hold as weaving down her life<br />
<br />
and has this day in term & union<br />
made together love’s time rewind and<br />
<br />
charm as moves together sign this life<br />
in thankful diagrams of light again.<br />
<br />
866<br />
<br />
Changed, as-has, among yr lines, a book<br />
o love’s signs drawn in light wd make<br />
<br />
another name against the tides are drawn<br />
dreamed aside yr flying faces forward seen<br />
<br />
as house and garden in between yr lives<br />
are making down the side the earth is<br />
<br />
home enough for love’s time again this space<br />
is warm to light is made alone perhaps,<br />
<br />
but find my woman deep in side myselfe<br />
for eagle and his sons wd name their hillside<br />
<br />
as time and memory made remembering how<br />
the heart is new to healing light beyond the<br />
<br />
day to friends and signed as days alive you<br />
sail this season down to hold alert the<br />
<br />
day is time along these waves of light<br />
wd clear to say, again, along-along-among<br />
<br />
and goes to meet the day at hustles<br />
swinging in & pushing hard to fly.<br />
<br />
867<br />
<br />
A rare diverse, and uniform, too, as<br />
retort fire man-sung his wandered<br />
<br />
mark is work enough at love, his<br />
tempers furor shaled first & lighted<br />
<br />
in the mark & proper : these shaper<br />
lines review, a haircut would snap these<br />
<br />
faces forward leaning hart-grown and<br />
single seen her waves ere lapping sea<br />
<br />
shell signed among my children taught<br />
to fuck again this shore of love-torn<br />
<br />
light-shot air remiss & changed, his<br />
flight is on the wing, restore to well<br />
<br />
the manner of release her sleep and<br />
finger’s song wd open out to stronger<br />
<br />
work this fold alive is handled outer<br />
held and make a house for love’s<br />
<br />
bodies singing in & out their hanging<br />
trees are covered over with white light.<br />
<br />
868<br />
<br />
At home and entered, injures darkness<br />
falling through the air the light<br />
<br />
revives her faint and prospers love as<br />
on across the water flies his name in<br />
<br />
light revealed by shine yr faces in<br />
the air and moving, outer out to heal<br />
<br />
my journey moved beyond the air is<br />
calm or changing through these lives<br />
<br />
we move mood & charm alert is said<br />
they hold between her eyes, a spot is<br />
<br />
saying down & journey, lays the folds<br />
to sleep and hold against yr airs<br />
<br />
revealed a shape a shore recalls the<br />
feelings loop and charm withdraws<br />
<br />
to sail between her pain and serve<br />
the top some other leans across &<br />
<br />
forward charged a line a lion and<br />
shell is hard to open, love, a mile.<br />
<br />
869<br />
<br />
In tense, yr joy yearns, as has<br />
her slips & senses driving through<br />
<br />
these flying faces forward shine<br />
alive a line is smoother song and<br />
<br />
time for seeing how these lines are<br />
pealing down yr time & season<br />
<br />
drawn like love in time’s terms<br />
love is made of these beginnings<br />
<br />
Turn beyond the work is formed of<br />
flying forces drawn the thunder<br />
<br />
booms a shock alert to hear yr toes<br />
crackle down the lines again and<br />
<br />
shore aloft in score to life along &<br />
sending through the air retreat or<br />
<br />
pause and join again yr friends<br />
have faces too, alert & single<br />
<br />
blown together, holding there to say,<br />
shell, I love you down these days.<br />
<br />
870<br />
<br />
Yr eyes flame and voice, and t h en<br />
the day is left afar to sail within as<br />
<br />
has her signs are living deep within her<br />
flying faces forward lines are seen afar.<br />
<br />
As seen a fault perhaps wd score<br />
review reverse, or loop along to hold<br />
<br />
and jump, the eagle sees the fire, and<br />
the lady turned within for rescue, holds<br />
<br />
the jump before him, having made it<br />
‘once before and told her about it, the<br />
<br />
effect one has on others, said, I take<br />
you in and teach the crazy style<br />
<br />
I am as free, and told my teacher, too,<br />
his frame in hand, oblique perhaps<br />
<br />
these stories synchronized not desperate<br />
brave perhaps; but here and now begins<br />
<br />
to episode this perfect leap to get my <br />
woman clear & fine; love and light a shell.<br />
<br />
871<br />
<br />
Relief to float afar, below the heart<br />
a pain and heading in the fire as<br />
<br />
treads the tiger’s tail and season holds:<br />
below the pan, an edge is called & sent<br />
<br />
to spin these charms away & look the ice<br />
yr eyes are also made the same for<br />
<br />
love to drift away the pain intense regained<br />
and set to sail my head inside the light<br />
<br />
and deeper dive & jump to know its name<br />
and how I lean too far inside its<br />
<br />
power shorted-out & smooth to leap to<br />
shouldered other lapsed between her<br />
<br />
eyes, s spot & term as made bananas <br />
for my life’s food shortened into time<br />
<br />
he says return, at last a salient drum<br />
is mood & charm review these passes<br />
<br />
long beyond her floating palace in the<br />
air a struggle sisters in the dark.<br />
<br />
872<br />
<br />
The day & time, as sd, begin & hear yr<br />
thoughts, the heart is made this way, begin<br />
<br />
or fold along yr mind the body’s life connected<br />
inner forward shines this light is also<br />
<br />
love to listen to the words you speak, at<br />
pain begun & proper to the mark, yr<br />
<br />
life and presence making houses shore t heir<br />
rooms for light arrive and sail this<br />
<br />
mood loving life her earth is moon<br />
enough for my selfe to hear at anchor<br />
<br />
moving here begun the work to clear<br />
old worms away, the ground prepared for<br />
<br />
work and say, across the water moved<br />
my courage, settling in at last to<br />
<br />
score these days and keep my head inside<br />
the things we’re doing, up on the<br />
<br />
mountain, he’s writing every day, perhaps<br />
we’ve moved inside the problem after all.<br />
<br />
873<br />
<br />
As passing pushing up & dance to fly<br />
ahead & pause pushed her eyes are<br />
<br />
rooms of light & brown beyond yr heart<br />
to eases caught the future tense, ahead<br />
<br />
ahead and folding down yr fires have<br />
the oars recede and passion finds<br />
<br />
some season, spends aside his houses<br />
call to move the snow is mood &<br />
<br />
song wd float aside the food the<br />
friends are ceremonies from the heart<br />
<br />
and my woman sends her name my<br />
own eagle shell & sign, for hoses<br />
<br />
sending up the spine a transformation:<br />
agent, palm and line yr flying faces<br />
<br />
find a name and hold the time inside<br />
yr open eyes wd find the flesh<br />
<br />
arrived the head the time is term<br />
enough, & borne alive afloat, I go.<br />
<br />
874<br />
<br />
“She laughed at my terrible swift sword.”<br />
Backflash, recall : and rage. The<br />
<br />
sword leaves my back and light returns<br />
and love is made another name, to see<br />
<br />
and feel the rage at the same time, &<br />
seeps out, lead-weight stomach-release.<br />
<br />
Lying on my back in the warm pool<br />
]the sun reflecting off the water over<br />
<br />
my balls, regenerated, joined to my<br />
body, my woman spoken open, and<br />
<br />
acid-seen repeat s , release, prostate<br />
shudder,. Medulla spasm-burst, &<br />
<br />
flash-recall, and even, even out, yr<br />
words are feelings made, not things:<br />
<br />
eagle shot and forward her feathered<br />
faces forward long along these<br />
<br />
waves of light are shining through<br />
the air a name, a spot, a mark:!<br />
<br />
875<br />
<br />
The poem at its ending-out : disordered<br />
at the end, the book says, rhythm-<br />
<br />
trance is broken, the order of the problem<br />
relieved & the spirit set-sent and sentenced<br />
<br />
out fr words (“werds”) they linger forward.<br />
Plain speech resumes, the “she” of “it” has<br />
<br />
Disappeared, the moment-barrier reached<br />
endared & seen, scene-song, mind-real.<br />
<br />
Space-out head-dance done its work, the<br />
“conscious mind trying to dodge, feint, heist <br />
<br />
its way through the net or grid of the <br />
unconscious.” Cola. Or thrust-shot, all<br />
<br />
clear outer says, you are, & thing seen<br />
is just that, as crossed over, great water:<br />
<br />
dreamed I was in her room (the smell of her<br />
from the bed), and read the same paper<br />
<br />
today, surely I am in both places, & <br />
ended or not, this has changed, at last .<br />
<br />
<br />
Tom Eagle : Missoula, Palo Alto 12 .5.76jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-68286017864806322082007-04-08T06:17:00.001-07:002017-12-22T19:43:30.890-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- A THEORY OF EVENTS***************<br />
<br />
The beginning when it is like this<br />
where it is that and no substitute,<br />
is or has where it will be as that<br />
which it also is, in between all the rest<br />
that it might be.<br />
In a way,<br />
to the red, but in between,<br />
as a phase or status, there from<br />
of other eases, but unknown<br />
to all who remain, nor practice,<br />
but skips around unlike anything<br />
where the openness itself is surprising,<br />
but after, too, in shadow, as turning around<br />
one might see the after. So.<br />
<br />
initial, the forward quality of a name<br />
which is not personal nor property,<br />
like the feeling of walking around<br />
and around, but which is ;never<br />
devious, but separated off sectioned off<br />
<br />
though I too am worried about stopping <br />
altogether getting to a certain place &<br />
being stuck, & perhaps even later<br />
being asked about it.<br />
Which is a kind of<br />
gossip,<br />
<br />
but space, as I have it, here,<br />
resembles nothing, is all there is,<br />
inside which time is, getting away to<br />
the peripheries of itself,<br />
gravitational,<br />
or variations in the present tense,<br />
though this, has as its edge<br />
nothing, and beyond that, little else,<br />
so to speak, to say or be doing<br />
anything "other-than" in reflex or<br />
athletic-ally<br />
in hesitation out of what already<br />
is in the present / is as is, beyond<br />
nothing and why not?<br />
<br />
Because I already enjoy this and would<br />
enjoy it ;more if I continued so why<br />
stop because that too is pleasant and the<br />
in between is too. stop.<br />
or listening to any descent,<br />
as if to be other, other than that,<br />
or elongated. whaled. apart from taste<br />
or interruption, but listening and<br />
descending from here to here and listening<br />
apart from all the rest, and out.<br />
<br />
But is it verbs? But to speak in<br />
a familiar or already familiar discourse<br />
is not the same as its opposite.<br />
to know that, besides.<br />
<br />
<br />
though to be extra careful is all right.<br />
no, it is not like listening<br />
or, it is not listening at all.<br />
<br />
which is how you mean it.<br />
<br />
A beginning would be then like anything<br />
else. or even talking about it would too,<br />
so why not do it and talk about it,<br />
or how could you do otherwise<br />
than what you are doing,<br />
anytime would be like that.<br />
Over-hearing this.<br />
doing it too.<br />
thinking about overhearing it & doing it.<br />
waiting at the same time<br />
to keep on doing it<br />
and thinking about that, etc.<br />
which is nothing.<br />
which is also space<br />
or where it is done-around. in.<br />
<br />
But that would be like anything<br />
else too<br />
even the space part,<br />
or what he forgets, but not stopping,<br />
or stopping. That, too, whatever. <br />
and then in the familiarity of presents,<br />
to remind one of one's documents & archives.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
that very mixture of styles of which is speaks<br />
"An American can fill up a space in having <br />
his movement of time by adding unexpectedly<br />
anything and yet getting within the<br />
included space everything he had intended getting."<br />
or any setting, but there as a work<br />
would be<br />
not to confuse a thing with its manner,<br />
which is incomplete<br />
as thought,<br />
But linked as<br />
there is nothing else to say<br />
but what you are saying,<br />
and in that, to cohere as a one.<br />
to go beyond none.<br />
to have it closely.<br />
to eclipse modernity.<br />
to restitute<br />
<br />
or not. any way I look at it<br />
it is the same, & not confining.<br />
especially to talk like this, in this way<br />
of speaking. Things are not so much<br />
replaced as brought forward<br />
through their vary qualities,<br />
it is what is to be seen.<br />
"I decided that if one definitely completely<br />
replaced the noun by the thing in<br />
itself, it was eventually to be poetry<br />
and not prose which would have to <br />
deal with everything that was not<br />
movement in space."<br />
which borrowing and the moveable left<br />
or lights, away, to say this, that<br />
as discourse, a composition would behave<br />
in its manner, to accept only what it<br />
is saying<br />
to include here<br />
all that is here<br />
is a position, to take<br />
<br />
what it is not, however, is fire<br />
bursting from the sea or anything else<br />
but a gradual giving in of the visual<br />
toward what it is, and nothing<br />
plainer or simpler, an existence of<br />
the thing in its domain & in relation <br />
to itself there for what it is and<br />
not an object<br />
but an existence<br />
which has for itself<br />
and nothing else<br />
a strategy<br />
a closeness<br />
a peculiarity<br />
a locale<br />
a fortress<br />
of quantity<br />
<br />
any rigor of movement would outlast its<br />
impulses, would collapse into space<br />
with arrival and its constellation of<br />
contexts.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
1.9.72<br />
<br />
Sacramento, Californiajim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-75946061257313359102007-04-08T06:15:00.001-07:002017-12-22T19:43:43.935-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- MEMORY-EVENT TRANSFER (1970)***************<br />
<br />
Round diagram of strength: pasted across,<br />
these after sensations, of a wet slide, we all know that.<br />
between what follows, the sequence of anything<br />
to its purposes, and pausing across the acres of what<br />
it is to its design. Image through idea: purple purple,<br />
the idea of the range of the diagram. And then round.<br />
Read this for that. and this for this. THIS.<br />
Discourse on "topics". But walking through.<br />
his airs are thorough, what passes for ideas is not<br />
solely fantastic. What means of birds to their passage.<br />
and all that. But new. And strong, his airs passed.<br />
The ice went along its path. To be what it was to<br />
the domain of pressure or calculation to which it was.<br />
inherent. And the moon waiting in song or furtherance.<br />
these details of the job the job of ordering the work.<br />
to do these thins to their advantage, and study to<br />
its solitude and peace, therein to rest and pass on the way on<br />
through<br />
<br />
which we all know already, it is that, saying what is manifest<br />
what is there already manifest, to wait in the course<br />
of the course, hearing what has already been said.<br />
An insistent recall of detail, the pauses of time in a<br />
schedule of motions, undirected and forgotten, unnoticed,<br />
and these passages of chance to its law, of diagram to shade,<br />
resolve toward light and form, what is that? What?<br />
(what is that what). . . . . . . . . sentence.<br />
The pauses of attention through voice and act, to the thing.<br />
<br />
A surrounded space, of the point and line from which, from<br />
and into which a mark of movement would describe what is<br />
manifest to passage, the movement of the thing to its place<br />
and mark of insistence: the topic and the topic, here, what<br />
is a poetry of ballast, not of description but of cause.<br />
is it only the voice of the man under way? or is it also<br />
as dry and discursive as (this) is. . .to its space, and what<br />
of those lines (out) of imagery, now that image has its place,<br />
a locale of data and behavior which thrusts the man forward. . .<br />
so it is one thing to get the image, mark, and thus! and<br />
then to move, and to move without the picture to move with<br />
the word, as any intelligence shifts & thrusts forward<br />
to its place, the "there" which is "here", and on and so on.<br />
So there is rendering & cause, and why am I saying this, is<br />
this what a poem is, or is it not, like's Pope's Criticism, or<br />
for us, just what it is there as it is moving & no object.<br />
a consciousness without objects is also without subjects, is<br />
simply centered on itself and then out to nowhere which is<br />
what is there, as a space & place, and not stopped, so it is<br />
that and moving on toward world: it is a position, as such,<br />
to find the poem in the words & another to find it not there,<br />
but elsewhere, which we all know already, and picture<br />
to its evenness and time & place to its discourse, and<br />
words to their strategies and images to their causes.<br />
and picture to its act & doing. and world to its world.<br />
Causations of gesture. Is he telling about himself?<br />
What is the poetry of egoless states? what is the poetry<br />
not of persons and not of consciousness but of "world"?<br />
What are world acts and world thoughts, past primitive to <br />
the area of our knowing, through what is there to be known<br />
to the color & smoke of the act in its sphere, on center and<br />
person, where gesture & word recall what is there to be done,<br />
and where the person has his doubts spread not shared but<br />
done out to tell and sing: past the genre of display,<br />
what necessitates this obtuse discourse, here, to affect<br />
that mood & gesture of time to its area, of balance & tone,<br />
past a historical & psychological tense to the actual and<br />
dominant place of the thing as its subject and discourse.<br />
And as it goes down, not to watch but swim and tug, to feel<br />
the turns of the air and lesson to their heart & doing: thus.<br />
<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">S E E I N G<br />transfer<br />scan<br />impulse<br />union<br />series<br />conjunction<br />memory<br />act</span><br />
<br />
1970jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-43191447565081496322007-04-08T06:12:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:44:21.029-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- Collab statement***************<br />
<br />
What I'm starting out with seems finished enough for me, so I'm just messing around with it. Enclosed also is a collaboration with myself, starting with stuff lifted off TV and then interrupted and then rearranged by line fragments and then finally by sections.<br />
In "Soul's pastured skills" I just put lines in between, so the effect is of a series of first lines, each of which could be broken out as the first line of a longer thing (?), but whatever continuity was there has been removed.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Soul's pastured skills remand<br />
The mooter fords remission further<br />
Into decibels of heat<br />
Lawn's clearer wisps vie with the sails<br />
Along hours trespassing where doubt<br />
Warps driven places cool beside<br />
Song's calling left alone<br />
Astride the ceiling near the call<br />
<br />
TT/SM 6-7/93<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Soul's pastured skills remand<br />
Where noted hours are not reflect<br />
The mooter fords remission further<br />
Overt floods the nature speaks<br />
Into decibels of heat<br />
Whom at flood, or knower in our mists<br />
Lawn's clearer wisps vie with the sails<br />
The flipping sentry hears your door<br />
Along hours trespassing where doubt<br />
Reboot and fathom, an hour bedside<br />
Warps driven places cool beside<br />
Or hail her hour not your own<br />
Song's calling left alone<br />
I'd flood and send another lingering<br />
Astride the ceiling near the call<br />
<br />
TT 9/14/93<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Quip sweetest youth arranged in solvent places in the heart. Triangular hot cloud. Quite retreat our sound. White sacrament to have at correspondence. Mildhood secret. Drive within accepting terms. Wild lives at later flute harmonics. Neither a bathing light to sear these cross-hatched arrows. Detailed enough am speech the diastole, read into shiny things. Spawned to please. I genuine into a newer woe. As totaled yeast and oar the lake. Smooth enough to fawn a clear named pathway.The later hobby. Breathplate once, convergence. A lighter on your mists toward exhuberance.<br />
<br />
Quip in youth solvent places arranged sweetest in the heart. Hot cloud triangular. Quite our sound retreat. White to have at sacrament correspondence. Secret mildhood. Drive accepting terms within. Wild lives flute at later harmonics. Neither sear these cross-hatched arrows to a bathing light. Detailed enough the diastole am speech, read shiny into things. Pleased to spawn. I into a newer genuine woe. As and oar the lake totaled yeast . Smooth to fawn a clear named pathway enough. The hobby later. Convergence breathplate once. A lighter toward exhuberance on your mists .<br />
<br />
Quip-eyed in youth, a solvent place arranged sweetest in the heart. Hot cloud poled triangular. Quite our movies' sound retreat. This white to have at a later sacrament of new correspondence. Secret mildhood fallows. Drive these accepting terms within you. Wild lives derive flutes at later harmonics. Neither sears these cross-hatched arrows to an inner, bathing light. What's detailed enough, or the diastole eye-am speech, read shiny into present things. Pleased to spawn and again. I into answering newer, genuine woes. As him and oar the lake as totaled yeast . Smooth to spar to fawn a clearer-named pathway is enough. The hobby laters. Convergence at your breathplate once. A lighter hears toward exhuberance on your flaming mists.<br />
<br />
9/l4/93jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-46866323023994134432007-04-08T06:06:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:44:39.509-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- WHIM***************<br />
<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">lore of the fries</span><br />
<br />
more term skies<br />
skin the lates<br />
<br />
yr own posterior<br />
ester of granule<br />
wrestling<br />
<br />
east.<br />
<br />
last of the flights<br />
larks of the night<br />
leaks of the bite<br />
ski of the byes<br />
<br />
i'd her heart<br />
yet slid<br />
my own intent<br />
a lasting loss<br />
but removed<br />
and returns<br />
the last line<br />
lates the lore<br />
oves<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">larks of the splinter<br />nor remoter</span><br />
<br />
what's hassled borneos<br />
the former rafter solemns<br />
thence portuned, opportunated<br />
whatever<br />
<br />
where's light the spinal<br />
fluix nor remoter, sent<br />
sentinal<br />
<br />
and answer asking answers<br />
the remoter then to spell<br />
what'd outer'd nor remote<br />
<br />
this'll hassle you down<br />
then tell them hour dune<br />
doomed the namer<br />
<br />
i'd at held the longer song<br />
of where you met, then<br />
another newer net<br />
i'd at had, nor remote<br />
<br />
2<br />
<br />
what'd had at, nor remote<br />
i'd at plodded skud then<br />
nor at heart the purer stance<br />
then relux nor haver<br />
nor or not, the door is open'd<br />
<br />
then at toomer skill, a light<br />
song lingers at the well<br />
and calls you in, to bestow<br />
and enthrone your duskers<br />
<br />
duties now to the knotter<br />
drills the stupid boneheads<br />
their own destiny alluded<br />
<br />
but you'd said no dumber <br />
knox the spealer due.<br />
<br />
then at sentences cast<br />
at other animal parts <br />
recomb or not, then asped<br />
<br />
less difficult than what'd not<br />
but adrift in a mechanical sea<br />
you don't know the way around<br />
<br />
but held among prisoners there.<br />
<br />
3<br />
<br />
leadere humule poreflax<br />
fumerd dumerole thence'd<br />
at animal parts a voce<br />
a spiritude -nus<br />
<br />
lane changers delight!<br />
a florid preposition<br />
designate askance not true<br />
<br />
the hearts's substances--<br />
another posture after<br />
perfection, honesty, even<br />
into the bag of tactics<br />
you go, next there.<br />
<br />
but held inform<br />
<br />
fluxer 3, nor back to you<br />
they'd at had and wasn't <br />
inert; at edges plumb<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">another newer shot</span><br />
<br />
this particular angle<br />
add pitcher delight<br />
<br />
whore told / aplomb<br />
master aslymphitic<br />
de-noxifier intentional<br />
<br />
thirsted inkster would'd<br />
and but not, nor but yet<br />
had, then spent her out<br />
<br />
then i'd at yeilded here<br />
then send again thus <br />
what'd here been signed<br />
<br />
your own heart's inner dusks<br />
then beating when to yell<br />
what's at skaters in the <br />
<br />
thenced nor plumer scores;<br />
i'm at hold in yr inner scent.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">in the thunderbirds<br />no stilt</span><br />
<br />
heaves to the lighter sign upraised<br />
in the sea's wet effulgence not inert<br />
<br />
heard in the emptier dues then ravened<br />
nor intense then later down the sign<br />
<br />
would've parted sides their own disturbs<br />
then later knocked his puncher dubes<br />
the lightning sign<br />
<br />
here in the muter tense i'm at your due<br />
lining out the marker tomes in bent<br />
with him at the nearer mark<br />
<br />
this was it now too far gone<br />
to be away<br />
or waving<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">in hilties pin</span><br />
<br />
they'd a below northern spid<br />
hollow goes notes there<br />
parted speech in correct nodes<br />
<br />
they've a world's view of itself<br />
in thorough lingo spunts light<br />
<br />
at fir, at the pointer food;<br />
mixr plenty this nor outer<br />
afar your knot the mounter flue<br />
<br />
then bar benign nor splinter fool<br />
heaps the foreplay, nor wrinkled lude.<br />
<br />
thus beer, thus the inker pool. Affirm.<br />
but peal at the skooter due. -ling sa-<br />
<br />
to fill at have filled at the longer<br />
destiny awake this bleating din<br />
<br />
Afar! Your thisted plein, afenced.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;">whim</span><br />
<br />
be'd tween<br />
his fluxer<br />
<br />
'a routed<br />
neats ska<br />
<br />
thin spin<br />
nee harf<br />
<br />
the blunt<br />
ee 'bin<br />
<br />
this'l<br />
plint<br />
<br />
wet insid<br />
see bean<br />
<br />
find<br />
finger<br />
slid<br />
<br />
<br />
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1.27.96jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-61228997447373307222007-04-08T06:03:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:44:53.931-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- V I S I O N A R Y E D U C A T I O N**************************************<br />
Thomas Lowe Taylor<br />
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"The task of the teacher becomes that of preparing a series of motives of cultural activity, spread over a specially prepared environment, and then refraining from obtrusive interference." Maria Montessori, Education for a New World<br />
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ONE: NOTES FOR AN EVENT<br />
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"Question: Well, why do you go to another culture to get your myth?<br />
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Charles Olson: Well, you knock me out if you say that. I just thought I bridged the cultures. (He laughs) I don't believe in cultures myself. I think that's a lot of hung up stuff like organized anything. I believe there is simply ourselves, and where we are has a particularity which we'd better use because that's about all we got. Otherwise we're running around looking for someone else's stuff. But that particularity is as great as numbers are in arithmetic. The literal is the same as the numeral to me. I mean the literal is an invention of language and power the same as numbers. And so there is no other culture. There is simply the literal essence and exactitude of your own. I mean, the streets you live on, or the clothes you wear, or the color of your hair is no different from the ability of, say, Giovanni di Paolo to cut the legs off Santa Clara or something. Truth lies solely in what you do with it. And that means you. I don't think there's any such thing as a creature of culture.<br />
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I think we live so totally in an aculturated time that the reason we're all here that care and write is to put an end to that whole thing, put an end to divisions of all sorts. And to do this, you have to put the establishment out of business. It's just a structure of establishment. Any my own reason for being, that I feel that today, as much as action, the invention...not the invention, but the discovery of formal structural means is as legitimate as, is for me the form of action. The radical of action lies in finding how organized things are genuine, are initial, to come back to that statement I hope I succeeded in making about the imago mundi. That that's initial in any of us. We have our picture of the world and that's the creation."<br />
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Though it is in language that world becomes palpable, it is in utterance that it becomes sacred: in a literal focus of energy, breathed and voiced, explosions from the lungs in a mixed expiration, tongue-acted. So speech and song as a combination of act and making: word-act, what I come to see as voice-flesh-act.<br />
That is, from the imitation of imagination, speech is cryptic. Though reminiscence rounds it off into its structural value. A syntax of this very process would yield to the actual distance of things.<br />
Up against speech-language, in its sequences, we have laid consciousness as an open pool, set like a mirror before the ear to catch word. The empty space of consciousness as mother of will / laid within the man-organ, against the seriality of his acts.<br />
A serial persuasion yields personal diameters; out of the choice-field would lie patterns of equal response.<br />
Personal voice: out of process rather than necessity, a private / impersonal. Or as it becomes known (again, out of nostalgia), in the sense that knowing is rather like memory, as open processes eclipse the personal, the vocal-private-impersonal impels through relation: that is as the topics eclipse their own verbal-oral-cultural plasticity, out of one's vernacular singleness, speech-acts come to structure the growth of the conscious.<br />
To go back, then, to the initial sequence of perceptions, rather to ride through the birth-act, is to honor the house (body), to give moment or shape to the desire for understanding: however broadly one finds his own personal spread down before him, there seems to exist another boundary, out of future-time, boundary-like. Or to get around an apparent objection to mysticism, to posit the legibility of the "passing-beyond" as a form of serial language implicit in the relation of series to consciousness, right? The thing is done, is getting done, and one knows it, has it there before him.<br />
The true character of observation might then be understood as extensions of consciousness (rooted) though there is, located maybe, somewhere, a double vision (a re-view), more a double consciousness, an inverse of awareness, like guilt or the other way around. Our legacy, anyhow, to see it twice and have it come in between the act and process, a pornography of the forms.<br />
The beloved, somehow personalized, and then photographed. Or our own preoccupation with medium (flesh-blood-speech active, muscular, breathed). So it distinguishes as a coherence between image and act and the poetic at its current state.<br />
Surely the passing-beyond relieves poetry from its cryptic isolation. Cultural enterprises seem to be allowed. Now, vision, inherent in any consideration of "the quality of the act" might then consist in the manipulation of symbols. There is a suggestion (of this) in the introduction to Theosophist Annie Besant's Thought Forms.<br />
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Visionary education, as it takes place, relies on event-process as a voiced convenience. A consciousness of means which does not quibble, that is an inner dimension which carries the focus down.<br />
Where is the focus? In the parallel? Where are you placed there? No contest.<br />
OK, no value anywhere but in acts. First, and then this whole business of the literal miscalculation (being literal about the literal), as regards acts; seems to arise from closed process and a notion of ends-as-such. Open process would carry the serial out beyond, that in each is pre-scribed the consequences of the succeeding act; therein resistance, to recognition even, though that's the point, that what is voiced is a state of being and that there are other states. To declare a hierarchy flaws the act. Into value, again, as choice.<br />
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So right there, even, at the matter of word choice (the "numen" of selection), there is a hesitation at going-back-over-it, perhaps an inability. In these terms, whose monolog?<br />
The succession of acts and successively inclusive states of response. The "new" language appears as-such, to examine the quality of the new, or of initiation, or birth. Literal act, however, in its crudest form, intervenes, almost to obscure the means of relief. I mean, the quality of acts (as perceived), both as a referent to possibility and as an impulse to memory. The dynamic of it, again, qualifies. Hence, inversion, to both succession and space. No error: allusion (to accept responsibility) is a gesture toward the actual. In acts, too, a residue.<br />
Aphorism, too, almost like afterthought.<br />
"So, is it not the play of a mind we are after, is not that that shows whether a mind is there at all?" (Olson)<br />
Whose?<br />
Now, the relation to the ceremony includes, even departure, there, into private voice (song?), to allow the overtones to define certain categories of being. After the fact, of course; the experience precedes the model. What's up, through the line and through love, is the perpetual condition of voice and relation enacted, consciousness embodied in its proper uni-verse (one song). And speech as afterthought, that lag, is only problematical.<br />
So to continue. Through the matter of evidence and hesitation, the voice affixes itself to the person under hand, and all that precedes speech falls into its proper antagonism, the repetition of initial acts, preceded by their causes, out of such flux as continues to move away, out of "sight" in either direction. Loss. But not error; slippage, perhaps, but not necessarily means.<br />
Energy is too vague a term, since its balance (expense) is a motion. Ok, fine, the thing cannot be described, or worse than that, can. The forces are organized. And then wait. What is that?<br />
The condition?<br />
Awaitment, I thought, past the cultural into our proper sphere, the top of the head, still soft. But we leave, we are always leaving, and the situation is left, expressed, its vernacular obedient to cause. Final. Context in another yearning after the sequential. But hurrying on, in a pace toward the familiar.<br />
Foundations are behaviors, too, aligned as easily as true speech, so the problematical and quantitative means of information are expressed. Not to trouble anything, but as a temporary locus of the image, or the vision. Or the impulse of a shadow, declining into prejudice, requiring periodic affirmations.<br />
I think this all precedes utterance altogether. There is a space present in it, identified, allowable, but which is (becomes) qualitative, and to that degree resists its own definition, which is neither self nor identifiable description. To say that it is meant would give to the speaker (whomever) more than he has offered. But an impulse to information seems important. Naturally (equivocally), it is better in a crystallized form. And the inhering of that, the distance from the subject, to drive it back, out of its own accretions, not quite to the point of control, sadly enough, but to its resistance; then, in naming, at least, there, to the exact, to the actual syntax or immediate sense of the thing, assuming (for once) that however one starts, he would head-in to the center. That is, if all points are equidistant from the center, and if all lines are (serially) straight lines.<br />
And so on.<br />
If it is not to presumptuous to get ahead of process, it is at least an exploration, of going nowhere. The cold point. But then, one would want to experience all things, it is said; but in what order? There must be none at that cold point. A most unsequential, unmoving location.<br />
A notion of "mental events", however roughly it is laid out, would prescribe the center. It is visible in every of our moments. (shared) Referent, implied, assumed. <br />
So pace delivers. The community is already there, visible. And the cold point (of relaxation) is a welcome fix, the word gets out. THEN: the metabolic pace.<br />
Speech styles, accretion of acts, all assumed behind the methods of behavior, multi-ordered. No single declaration of distinctness, but an allowance (faith, "traditionally") that this leap across synapses was conceived originally (though that's loaded) as possible. Toward the good, with all the cynicism necessary for a maintenance of literal miscalculation. Or error (what has not yet been conceived: Otto Rank).<br />
Participation mystique: in language, between the spoke and the unspoke, there is not much distance, and to value speech is not necessarily to honor the oral. OK, that's neat, if nothing else: contradictions of the parable reveal us (to restate it). But the oral-cultural-historical comes out of where we were, and if you trust yr memory that much, you're better than I am, the last second is rushing back from me. No pinnacle. But private speech in an impersonal setting has a drift which encounters some familiar shapes, though one could preoccupy himself with identification. The thing is up and going, pushed hesitantly along by the acolytes. They may be in it for the money, but they're pushing. Even out of the American locale, some poetry persists; certainly the vision, inclusive and temporary, initiates here, from outlasting the dialectical into the serial mode, where an accretion of detail drives the old context of muscular breath-acts back into a sharp focus. The diminished visual (the work was done, finished about twenty years ago, just go to the George Eastman House) reaffirms, frinstance, Chagall and Albers. They belong to the same age, and so to the rest of us, for that, anyway.<br />
The free act, thanks to some reminders from the surrealist writers as against Miller's agony of separations, as against some thoughts about chanting the text in unison (reading?) and a tendency to begin to be able to notice the shifts.<br />
The processes of transformation without idealizing time any more, would inhere within acts. A pornography of consciousness would only delay decision but not postpone indefinitely. So the terms for weight would allow passage along from the familiar through to the formulary and into the private. Which is transparent enough already.<br />
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The final act is just that: initiatory.<br />
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"A sentence is in fact a transfer of force, from object to object by verb."<br />
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But to get the matter firm, it is where Olson lodges, in the active, actual man, especially possessed of speech where it lies in, holds to and while the seeker comes to his means, the quest, and in others, communes, it is in the active man that speed commends itself to its proper relation between consciousness and the community, that in the words chosen and in those spoken that a man is, and is shown in his immediate and particular state. And without making any substitutions for myself, here, that if we have come to know this double of consciousness, that we would go toward a double vision in which the parts collide and coalesce and reapportion into the new constituencies.<br />
But the activity, what is this proper activity itself, out of the personal and celebratory, into what context for the numen "did I choose my life?" and if so..." how, and to what advantage, if it lies in that, to know."<br />
The retrievable, then, has its shape in what is familiar, as the guide who comes in the form of the butcher in a black apron who is going to cut you up to look for the shaman bone. Neither in Artaud nor in Cage do these new constituencies lie, but in the doubled vision and the triple sequence, or movement from voice through exploration to (into) consciousness. "That trope, man", Olson calls it.<br />
I am the event, it goes, center of the focus, hot point and registration of all that I come to and through the event of self and process, conjunction as it were, come to speech.<br />
"For truth is only the measure of the process thought. And thought is functional. You can't not 'think'. As you live you think."<br />
That the law is: that has meaning which is itself to itself, as prime relation and fact of being-consciousness. And at no loss or gain to the species, by that which has us operating, so to speak, at function-levels according to state or will-to-action. But in no way diminished.<br />
Now to work this out of the mundane, or what will I do about it, is right, exact, public sentiment about the real, inhering to some new end, inclusion. Exact. To have the series start with encounter. And what is general here is not method but complex, and (to head around) precisely that which exhibits, as "erudition", a false value which is attached to reason, dictates behaviors in proportion to the old term "blindness", as in-seeing and mute. But of that relation (of self-in-self) as a physicality, or assumption, the completeness of being presents it, the matter, as a law (way).<br />
Thus the peculiarity of the present: What should we ask for? The turn, out of the new consciousness, having moved across, on the literal from figure to symbol, where the distinctions clarify drift or chance; anyway, there is a quality to "image" which refuses elusion, the structural persists and as evidence and means comes to strength: what there is to see has the reflected meaning of its allowances. The mirror runs in either direction.<br />
Certainly, what we have known as cultural events retains a focus in the particular, like the residues of musical experience.<br />
But the literalness of authority, when processed out, seems to have become less static, and as one is in motion, one can get a hold of the thing at last, to ride. The least hesitant consequences of the act. Or, like looking around.<br />
So, I think we are least considered on the matter of speech models and oral series, where it comes to the matter, speech-active man, of relating the real, the palpable, world (out of language) and the literal fact of it, in consciousness and of the whole movement through illusion (via skill), at least in us as focused or registered participants. I mean like getting hold of the whole thing and of running, it, there's nothing to that but the doing of it, and that if in the doing of it something becomes apparent, then beyond all necessity one wants to follow it (curiosity and desire); in the union of act (speech and thought) does the permanent bond inside "that trope man", us as doer and done thing, but spoke. And to honor.<br />
"Life is the success of a play of creative accidents. It is in the principle of randomness seen (is) its essential application, not in any serial order imposed at random on either chance or accident (the new tautologies of the old Chaos) but in the factual observation of how creation does occur: by the success of its own accident."<br />
In speech, how the eyes focus and where and on what and to what intensity, where (also) the set of the face and the muscles, and in what event known and done but self and thing and what is spoke. "The motive, then, of reality is process, not goal."<br />
The lag, to come through metabolism and chemistry to process, is to carry all that is weighty into an essential footrace. So to run it out, out of time, to make space, through the vernacular, as spoke, (to Wordsworth, too) would be that allowance: past style and the dogmatic. Use.<br />
The fashionableness of light: to make the broad turn out of history, out of conscience, is to locate some of these priorities, and closely. In act in its proper sphere and dominion, and in vision where the mysteries are lodged, and in word, where patterns emerge and coalesce to newness (delight and joy). Not only simultaneous, into speech-active story-teller and image-maker, but to go through necessary silences at the will and center of the community, to be the mean point, at the center of the descent, in the free-over-backwards-falling-flight, in the loss of space which is space, there are some questions which I come to out of repetition.<br />
"And my considered argument is, that it can only do this if it is the sensor of the set of qualities of which it is one part: that only if Beauty, Love, and the Idea are included by it, that no will can be 'free'--that is, both child and father of the beautiful, the good (as love), and the idea (as thought or truth).<br />
"But note the rest of the thought (the other half): the infinitive of being/becoming--is neglected or left out. These four cannot be unstuck any more than the other two sets of four. And the tensor of all three sets is that one thing you are throughout: man. Actual wilful man." (Olson)<br />
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But to speak to the essential difficulty, "what am I doing", that if one takes in fully the preceding, and if the community, the commonality of the good, comes to be actually, the sum and total of its diversity, the whole business of the future and the inheritance might become more central.<br />
And again, in terms of these transformations we try to justify or understand, what comes to be lack or emptiness (void) are seen to be, literally, matters of immense developmental significance for (even) those of us who are unaware of the degree and immensity of the unknown of which our senses are made only dimly aware in their constituency in the physical process.<br />
Which gives the absolute its power. Our will to be its part. And as we coincide in our habits, we come to know our lives, it is this humanism which seeks expression in us.<br />
So: first, to know, that feeling is in the realm of the good, then to speak what we are, out of all our acts toward being, always toward an always more inclusive curiosity, in recognition of the other in our acts ("other" as the not-me, the unsequential ego) and to come to the essential in our relations as immediacy, as crux and crumble, toward the factual always, in our passages and unmentionablenesses. To ring it like a bell.<br />
The common act of consciousness, and the root exploration of it follows, unjustified, wilful and compulsive, bears our close attention, and not out of the selfish but toward recognition of the locations of the data.<br />
The making of the universe, by my acts made. Nor any presumption, to proceed out of the a-historical, the body, into salvage (to let something through or to see in metaphor, something of the qualities of the negative).<br />
In some seclusion, then, does this all take place. As the dream comes into utterance, takes life, there are all sorts of residues, a falling off, a skinning away to the essential nudity of a high diver, twisting past gravity, and the non-functional, to some essential twists and spasms, into the water--no splash.<br />
The representatives of consciousness are elocution (the forms) and transformation (the states).<br />
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TWO: CULTURE AND PORNOGRAPHY<br />
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"To act is one thing: to know one is acting is another" (Cioran)<br />
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By close and immediate distinctions, the thing becomes, discerned by focal establishing: but to bounce it back and out, the line through events, to this other kind of acting, and not hung out into words only, that would be cause.<br />
Or, in the peculiarity of our own diminished knowing, where it parts again and again, it would be how I am set off from my own causes, or exactly where reflection lies at the heart of resolution. This sequentiality or motion I imagine myself in-the-midst-of. Vocal, then, as the act is, and where this doing comes across is different. No new language ever, but my own immediacy within, like a secretion. The timeliness of responding. So the personal is secret. A reflection is presupposed; meditation has its name in stasis. But the terrible silence of words, where are they stacked up in love?<br />
Obscure cultural immediacies; not (exactly) how consciousness is used, more the content in which it lives, that its clarity has elicitations and extensions, that a reasonable moment has callings, too, but the persistence of the old through things, and again, where the motions are, finally, closed in seeing. That.<br />
"The thing itself" we might say, even of silence, where it becomes exposed. To no reflection, and my own name lost in another chance or diversion. After the facts. But I know that, that beyond the name ("Air", for instance), the residues of incompleteness are not elusive, and definitions follow innately, uncaused but by our own place. Not "the times" and not simply movement or annihilation, too simple, there, that the vernacular runs out and that in presupposing renewal one commits, perpetrates "another". No, the child persists. We wonder after those necessities of the old or of the means. It is not apparent. This very act.<br />
A loss of acts or processes, there are differences, first of attention and finally the missing element, what knowing itself has circumscribed in the doing. An expansion. So, merely to record. The presence of the act, a nullity.<br />
A gap. That the very things we experience might be the thing itself. Which has elliptical boundaries and connotations, from which special vocabularies are made, and out beyond that, where precedence occurs, to the markings, rhetorical, to be kept. So the special distinctions adhere as well as they are made and in the act is a certain residue (mystery), perhaps the style of place.<br />
Just as the collapse is temporal, like a figure.<br />
A fixed image is sufficient for the material, which is attached to no thing. Historical moment of no place and attached to no thing. But that very preciousness from which our sacred privacy reacts, startled. "That very thing itself," to pile up space upon space, always toward the surety of the new, the confident, the actful.<br />
No, it is not simply a momentary peculiarity which persists through perceptible locations, further erosion assures us of that, but an example. Closing in upon it or backing off, those are the experiences, and the nothingness of spacial relation persists defined and undefined, alternating, echoing, persistent.<br />
My own heart-beat, that close.<br />
However, if I were lying down, and if I insisted upon it, that I were doing so, the tour de force itself would elicit a content of process. The special observation necessary to completion is absent, and importantly so. A vital consequence, but unadvanced.<br />
Lesser moments might become less distinct in other times, as we call them, though ours, as we call it, is certainly ours.<br />
This explicit shape we have bears us on toward the familiarity of conscious responding, like the concept of repetition rather than its quality of security and impatient closure.<br />
A diminished presence, prose.<br />
No-one is certain yet, although the evidence may already be there. Our heroes "of evidence", like innovations, tests, hesitancies, perhaps it rejects us, the Dantean host, blackened out of moment, charred, processed: but left.<br />
Possibly: a suggestion.<br />
The doom of events has elastic resonances. That is as likely as any other. And the renewed presence of argument is reassuring, that we might lean into it, alone and simple: but I am the topic here, this invisibility I met.<br />
"An act becomes perverse as it loses visibility." The heart of it. Who observes? What passed? When? And so on.<br />
Still for what I am, in what I imagine to be my familiar processes, there are inclusions to which I would be introduced. A pressure from either one side or the other. A bell ringing, and light from the direction of my eyes. Followers descent.<br />
And further on, a blocked space which causes me to turn, from inertia gaining "through" encounter to ease, there is no diminishing aspect, only that static center, as unfamiliar as feelings are, and undefined. There!<br />
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The fable and the imitation.<br />
Or I might say that collation is active (i.e., "against"), and that experiencing is close, close against it, too.<br />
We are after more than effects here, or even distance, or "propriety".<br />
But the whole cause....<br />
No longing, even.<br />
"Was seen", perhaps, knowing and remembering, though "out of the present" occupies me too closely. I don't even know a single example; keep it going, we say, keep it up (up?).<br />
The effect is cause enough.<br />
Too easy.<br />
Against the definition of what was caused as forgetting, in no position, and clarity (or a value). Rest.<br />
Private value, personal value, reflection. And cause, and back again.<br />
"Can it be reproduced in others" is cause enough, for vertigo, perhaps.<br />
Purpose has an edge, too, in what is known. He seems to know what he is doing; elusive. Or eluding pressure; though for me, he has disappeared entirely in it. Not a single trace remains. No letters. Sleep, then, to rest, for reflection or an image, and for going on or back, either way.<br />
Either way, from stasis to stasis, rest, the photograph and the story, what of that, what of the remains evoking further cause: the build-up toward and from.<br />
Whose?<br />
Pressure to collapse.<br />
We grind into collection, and imitate our very produce. In acts. There is that form, that act, that name.<br />
"One always perishes by the self one assumes: to bear a name is to claim an exact mode of collapse." (Cioran)<br />
The obscure but precise fissure, closed as evidence, a preoccupation from the observable, another new fragmentation. relief from indistinct language: in the form of the hero, some totally inclusive error of observation which causes being, diminishing the thing-known to process or motion, and the sought category perishing by the very weight of the quest.<br />
The fable.<br />
Out of such lightning progress, where hesitation hangs on each claim for attention, might there be a further reliance, or pursuit, or weight, or balance....<br />
Or loss. It hangs back.<br />
Unobserved and unfamiliar. Where the wearing-down originates, but what of my own impatience, like an inheritance, this shift, too.<br />
We have driven it, in some direction, clear of all boundaries, out of passing and claims, to some territorial philosophy. but words are simple and singular.<br />
Not even problematical doing surprises. And back again, perpetually, a particular locale, or visit, or reminiscence. Qualities of bouncing.<br />
Undiminished.<br />
And then, after that, recurring dreams.<br />
"...is perhaps that very thing itself." Disabused.<br />
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"My will the enemy held, and thence had made a chain for me, and bound me. For of a froward will, was a lust made; and a lust served, became custom" (St. Augustine)<br />
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Where the world, a single event, a single situation interpenetrates with the single consciousness of act. It is the one continuing through the other one, one in one combined by acts.<br />
Through the undiminished error of the "new" place.<br />
Posterior to the singularity of the event, the surety of one's blindness before it, and then after, the ferment, singular descriptions of the status of the process, as old as the new physics and as likely to reduce the actual into categories of control. But in saying there is no movement, and in the building of monuments, no simple accretion of space. The occupation of the boundary-zone. Like a rejoinder, not exactly a response to the senses nor experiencing of its own is the task, through feeling to space, the monument is its name only, and after that "...Love, love that holds so high the cry of my birth, how great a sea moving towards the Woman who loves! Vine tramples on all shores, blessing of foam in all flesh, and song of the bubbles on the sands....Homage, homage to the divine ardor!" (St. John Perse).<br />
The return, sending, and the work maintain themselves as parallels of event rather than locales of immediacy. Though it is always to flavor that we respond.<br />
At least out of some kindness to the image and its sources, that difficulty is experienced in that a reflection of the event which denies either act or process, and to neither subscribes, to nothing inhering, in no place signified but in its essential reflecting, in its doing.<br />
There, "in alternate identification and detachment (one) is free", which is neither the condition nor the obscure act, but a description of a memory, which exists as a hope. To lose that, from the relative distinctions of attention dismissed is the drift of either act or will. Closed fable.<br />
And heaviness within, sinking. Into flat discord, the reachable bottom, a distinction of even-ness which goes at act and seeing and the sureness with which they become values, that very confidence is suspect, out of the balancing disaster which thought becomes in its consciousness of itself. So there is no assurance, though a successful mode persists, and toward the good, to break out among the energies of will and word, a matching of sequence, act and process: though it is in this very act itself (again) that we will perceive (receive) motions accessible to consequence, that is, have laid ourselves open not to either ease or disease but to a loss commending ourselves to the one in the other one, to act and process in the immediacies of response.<br />
Popular unacceptibility, always, where it rests out of one's own disaster of pressure, the pornographic susceptibility to repetition and extent, to define, there, where it is what it is, and no denying that, and that we might not interrupt the sequence out of the familiar by placing ourselves ahead of what we are, at least not by preceding ourselves. It is not to be relived.<br />
But approached, without head-dresses, disguising the senses in their acceptances of their own evidence, no, but that the whole unitary mode drives the static into its parts only to have them remain there, out of all anticipation, unreminiscent and unfathomed; the impulse to observe has then become fulfilled, a horror has been re-established and from there no redress out of the actual to another actual.<br />
The new is full of that. And faithful to it.<br />
Which is a moment within discourse, and seems to direct itself ("itself out of itself") toward, against and through the intellectual (reason and discourse present in whatever form the speech-act takes) and seems finally to abandon it from some further enlightening. But if a quality of action, whether cultural or absolute, which distinction ought to do and out to reflect something of the tension here, it is that placement of the moment or event in some location other than itself which prohibits the event itself, which prohibits, which is the essence of the pornographic.<br />
Where one is lead to one's initial. Where mind's ability to contradict itself becomes signal to eventuation, where a harmony of anticipations is inevitable. The pain of existence represents itself to us not as solution nor as resolution, but as "the thing itself."<br />
Elliptical. In that solid geometry of conceptioning do we notice that the pleasure requires acting. Ecstatic configuring, where the shape of an event warps to confusing, one evidences the reversal of form.<br />
The purpose of discourse would become a kind of functional reflection. As I address myself to the initial flavor of my anticipation, do I discover that its obscurity lies in its necessity of reproducing itself into further anticipation. The unobserved loss of dimension predicts the senses.<br />
In the balance, some restitution of alternation. The very content of acting, where thing-seen commends itself to thing-seeing.<br />
"Perhaps these people are expedient in the unnamables. Maybe they bargain in feelings, in pleasure, even in simple contact." (Steinbeck)<br />
If the relapse through the guilt-of-the-new has no exchange, no reversal, no recurrence, I might make the impossible discovery that the repetition of events is not discoverable in them but elsewhere. Which leaves the matter entirely at rest, appropriate only to response. Which leaves me with the practice of activity. It is clear that the practice itself is active; in a drama, we are led out into sentences and construing, into the form of the event, and finally, into the event itself, which is where this has all taken place.<br />
<br />
...The roll of the returning waters<br />
over the stone stretches<br />
remotely<br />
reaching us. (Duncan)<br />
<br />
((proper form of response/not discussable<br />
in descriptive terms/but in terms of the/meaning of the act,<br />
how it is that one did/what one did in the/way that one did it/<br />
intention, direction,/location. what it represents./<br />
"I just did it."))<br />
<br />
<br />
* * *<br />
<br />
NARROWING THE ATTENTION FIELD<br />
<br />
all<br />
wrong<br />
And I am asked--ask myself (I, too, covered<br />
with the gurry of it) where<br />
shall we go from here, what can we do<br />
when even the public conveyances<br />
sing?<br />
how can we go anywhere (the bodies<br />
all buried<br />
in shallow graves?<br />
Charles Olson, Songs of Maximus #2<br />
<br />
Out of the legitimacy of the one in the one, the first step remains, how to address oneself from the ground, from zero, into the air, into the one:<br />
The view, that speech inheres to dialog, and to act, and that our locale constitutes a pornographic dominion of a reflection of the one into its image, the one-in-the-other, and that interpenetration of the one into itself, into the one, relieves itself out of initiation.<br />
As the separate senses coagulate toward self is not new; multiple input primitive.<br />
But from the law (itself unto itself), and from the data of the poetic, of the levels and striations of consciousness, one would, ought to admit to the following:<br />
Since the form of the event, or the activity in which we find ourselves on coming-to-consciousness, is visible, is perceived, then where ought we to enter process, out of the initial imbalance, or from the recognition that, yes, we do perceive ourselves in-the-midst-of being, or out of what is seen initial as a suicidal drive toward blindness, and the assurance that the latter is inevitable is not lightly considered, though such turns out to be the case with the force of recognition and with the realization that Blind is what one is.<br />
THE ATTENTION: as one comes to see that his attention is directed, may devolve to medium-fascination, like photography (personal experience). One may fasten upon a detail, to some remain hypnotized for the remainder of conscious life. Or one may admit that one has suddenly come to a difficult transformation in his total development.<br />
Thus, for instance, the momentousness of the word, in our voice-flesh-act term, that has one feeling his body in speech, vibrating like a celestial drum, what song! One is still reflecting process upon act, rather than one-in-one, or speaking as act and process, as thing done, one committed, and thing described, "I am at peace" as utterance (sequence) and fact (state).<br />
The relation of this to that: Whorf: "...that all observers are not led by the same physical evidence to the same picture of the universe."<br />
Though if one Were universe, at the start, voice might penetrate out from the in, into the actual event, one might be heard in the other<br />
<br />
voice outward,<br />
one, self) ====>> the//actual<br />
<br />
The view, or vision substantiates. What one sees is not peripheral.<br />
<br />
THE NEW, Harold Rosenberg.<br />
If there is a transit where to? And "what is it like", but no other? Qualities of taste to be discarded, but how and what of succeeding generations, if I abandon what is good out of what I remember about the other (the pleasure, for instance). Especially if this transit is inevitable and we bear no cues, at least to recognize when we have passed certain boundaries, when we have passed through, for instance, the successive phases of derangement into something resembling indifference, will we not still be cruel? To which one applies to all notions of self regulation; out of biology and into the spiritual with that....<br />
So, one attends gradually to the shifts in his own attention, to work some self change. One sets his acts out like pieces of force. One receives crisis information, states of complete metabolic emergency, like the philosopher's "continual revolution". <br />
Though finally one meets the physical father and sees the other as cause, as symbol, as truth.<br />
Mother of acts, which receive their force, the world.<br />
But to see across to this as even possible, hardly as valuable.....<br />
<br />
"That don Juan's control is the power, we can't allow ourselves to doubt. Good is control" (Navajo/Gladys Reichard) as power is control, out of the literal, to see it thus as power of self to be in control of self: Odysseus.<br />
Not the hero, but the way it comes about. "Hero", the same reflective consciousness, un-included in his acting. Hamlet, no, but Odysseus in his acts, how they are caused in where, in what they take the shape, of flesh and blood, you suitors.<br />
No, but that the voice is spoke out into the real and that the flesh is one with the head.<br />
<br />
<br />
****************************************<br />
<br />
THREE: THIS:EVENT INFORMATION SEPARATION<br />
<br />
...as against what we know went on, the dream: the dream being<br />
self action with Whithead's important corollary: that no event<br />
<br />
is not penetrated, in intersection or collision with, an eternal<br />
event<br />
The poetics of such a situation<br />
are yet to be found out. <br />
Charles Olson, Maximus V, the opener, January 15, 1962<br />
<br />
* * *<br />
<br />
nonsense<br />
insense<br />
outsense<br />
As one becomes the many, to get there an image in its very constituency, as parts, as metaphor for seeing. The degree to which cultural preoccupations persist is personal.<br />
<br />
<br />
THERE IT IS, or Spring:<br />
has a ruffled edge,<br />
the sap. Flow or turn out, as light escapes, toward<br />
the new. Had a rough edge to it,<br />
winter thought.s<br />
<br />
Water-bell ing, the boy in the corner of the picture,<br />
with the ocean flat out, rising up behind, in the picture,<br />
the sun coming off the surface, though no detail of waves lost.<br />
laid into a zone of response.<br />
Cause separated from Event.<br />
or, feeling: be it a stone, or wishing.<br />
<br />
How he finds it possible,<br />
and to have it there,<br />
tonguing into the earth,<br />
<br />
where she splits & cracks,<br />
& boils up & spits,<br />
& not with fury,<br />
& even, how she is in that,<br />
<br />
& gets out & in again, to make the center point<br />
& wall.<br />
Celebration of the event.<br />
Straight line In & Through, as movement/as activity,<br />
followed,<br />
air and air whistling through the trees,<br />
<br />
NOT: closeted (in the house,<br />
directly,<br />
& in thought behold as it came off<br />
To weld, in / direct / ion, had said,<br />
But particular, A : a<br />
on in.<br />
Shield, progress-ion<br />
<br />
* * *<br />
<br />
Meditation and Response<br />
<br />
continual vectoring of new information /<br />
Retrieval notes: commun-al-ist / "commune-ism" /<br />
<br />
The rough edge of time resolves outward, into close range: attention stands, and memory holds ==>> through into the new, or laws of serial space, of being phenomenally "in-the-world" as a glyph of being, THIS UTTERANCE / the very I am of being, such as it is spoken, this thing, man, that I am, in word in language spoke, and said, of being one in things / so: outward, that begun and interrupt that it is as spoke, as serial thing, act through event<br />
"the eternal event" <br />
Right?<br />
coming-mouth, and right on in, to touch, her, where she starts up, wet and well, tongued-in, and eyes open to her navel, and penetrated deep, like a hot depth.<br />
She waits (aside, of consciousness, to get motive out, as an open choice, that thing which sends us out after death, and toward some separate and special beloved, and that is what opens up before, and this is the cause of the specific in the one. As a close recognition and special, too, that it comes of course (as a course is set, out and straight for it), to register the terminals of sensation in their proper (pro-prio-ceptive) context.<br />
Of course, and the reproducibility of the mode in others to certain degrees (of specialty of performance), the event that is, comes to be seen as whole-ly significant; that is, "what am I doing" yields event, as conscious focus, and me, thus, here, at "verbalizing" and "energy" that is, in display of both: precisely that, and, tho, manifesting language. "We are constantly manifesting ourselves", Roshi tells us. Though he is what he is before that, before anything else, and that is the voice in operation, set out right against act, toward, but in being, my friend, in and of con-jointly.<br />
The where "of space", signifies and rightly, where style presupposes (out of vernacular considerations), content: though that should be made more concrete: it is demonstrable that ego and self define "locale" differently under national/ cultural/ propagandistic circumstances, that is, against the enemy, material, known, falsely palpable essence, "the real." Like Ibsen & Wagner, as against the Wen Fu and, perhaps, Pound; where even Baudlaire's eclecticism is constantly informed by the essence of what he is, contradicted, even. Which is the definition, and the form of it, out of which one grows toward reason, out of repetition and accumulation. The trick is, here, of thresh-holds and biological-maturation points, like Dr. Montessori did for the kids, to chart out the ages of consciousness peaks, cf. developmental, and to get for those same offspring, an anticipated sequence of acts which is not tampering but responding to observation and the instinct to be of assistance, to help; so the question about new information and consciousness comes about for this: how do we place the tendency (toward torpor, you said) toward engagement, not choice, but the awareness, in act that, yes consciousness did engage, did reflect, yes, by (whatever)(eg. serial), means, by that mode, but it did that, did.<br />
Yes, one remembers in the way out of (into) sequence. The mode of outward.<br />
The image, or illusion of, preceded, how, out of, where, the neolithic? And that relation to the activity, not entirely ecstatic, and sometimes vernacular and fold, of the vision made sacred, which we usually as, now, "American Indian Art", sequentially photographed, with crude material-objective text accompanying, a material act, surely, that "way" of the book, even in those solid terms, cultural (MOMA:1948). And alterable, and possible, that is, likely, and advisable.<br />
The notion, there, of advised action for purpose, or acts-out-of-value.<br />
"He does not think anything is the matter with him." (Laing) Reductions of attention, such a schizoid behavior, the very image fades before response to it, that is, of coming back on the consciousness-of-consciousness into further acts. Nothing diffuse, here, that any manifestation of purpose or interpretation of (the) said, as owing to a motive for existence, and reflection is that-which-is. What is one talking about, then, is one simply aligning speech and time into some personal pace which is actual, is that song? The ear gives word its ocean.<br />
The excesses of kitsch and the vulgar are, is, the imitation of taste: matter and intelligence separate into act and cause, from what is whole to what is a reflection, that is the of the literary or the erotic. And to turn to that and out into responding is pleasure. The told. Lived in and touched.<br />
<br />
* * <br />
<br />
Or, devoured, that is the message of the past, ouroboric devouring, us as whip-tail, bent around, the tail looking in, the eye ahead of the jaws. Demon teeth, dragon-sown, harvesters of the fields, silence to that, too, where it lasts out beyond time and its intermissions into the open realm. And distinguished there, as stasis-space, no movement, nor death, but nothing else, either, it has sagged open, perhaps Auden's term; the photographs will do, in combination with other things.<br />
And "what am I doing" is swimming across from the one to the other, having birthed-out, and now, half way across, casting out. Swimming.<br />
<br />
the form of it, then occludes / there is, in that<br />
version of seeing (through form to event)<br />
indirectness where it is meant, & in the term<br />
term of it, from Response to the Contra-<br />
dictory (against diction, or speech), silence,<br />
then, the dichotomy. The second-glance,<br />
that is of observation is what kicks<br />
it through, the line through the<br />
double-vision of the intellectual,<br />
which is right, the line into any<br />
mysticism is the continuity of time<br />
into which each act penetrates.<br />
There!<br />
<br />
<br />
Arlee, Montana, 1972<br />
7771jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-42090165944200569192007-04-08T05:59:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:45:09.733-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- UNTITLED***************<br />
<br />
<br />
[<span style="font-style: italic;">perceptual defined</span>]<br />
/What is a saying? A poem or made <br />
thing but that which is perceived or<br />
gotten & how but by its manner<br />
can it become adjusted to the<br />
abilities of the person at hand who<br />
also perceives with his intentions to<br />
being (whatever) that he is there in<br />
the act & moment of his flesh?<br />
& what is a poem but that very<br />
same made thing with its accretions<br />
of style & symptom, that, I mean<br />
have to show if the thing is to<br />
become distanced out to some<br />
place resembling where it came off?<br />
(hasty)<br />
poem is act & must shift accordingly<br />
to retain the distance traveled, it<br />
must recreate in the memory of<br />
the reader the kinds of moves<br />
by which it came to be, it must<br />
be a record and a thing<br />
simultaneously--<br />
<br />
Projective-voice-breath scheme restores<br />
"poem act," that is of composition, to its metabolic<br />
relation, of act & body. Inasmuch as, hwvr,<br />
Rhetoric involves a Distortion of a continuum (via style)<br />
toward the establishment of tht cont. whch<br />
means that the form (poem) & the ace (comp.) are<br />
not the same always tho strive to be always in<br />
their mutuality of person to achieve balance.<br />
so there is consciousness to account<br />
for, in terms of line, distribution, redundancy, <br />
image, whch is to say that the comp-act & the<br />
read-act shd resemble, & it is at resemblance<br />
that we always differ toward other-ness &<br />
whch gives the effort toward one-ness (whch<br />
is what poetry is) its percepts.<br />
one sees, the other<br />
is Blind to all but resemblance.<br />
<br />
The perceptual mode would offer itself to<br />
the poet & reader as co-compositors equally &<br />
imply some reception to acts, that they are not <br />
"explosions in a vacuum", or ego thrusts only.<br />
There is the functional, developmental requirement of<br />
personal growth that announces to attention,<br />
locally & culturally (cf. Rank's Art & Artist) whereby<br />
acts of self review the entire act-event definition<br />
of the culture (sic.) & the heroic plays itself toward<br />
some correspondence of terms wherein an entire<br />
complexity exists by suggestion & definition. Attention<br />
to any process of perceptions, for instance, would<br />
have a center suggested by the ways in which<br />
kinds of syntaxes revolve, hit, suggest & spin,<br />
which is to say, that attention perceives from a <br />
center and permits itself more & more to be shoved<br />
around, all toward establishing a certain<br />
relation with itself which is viable & absolute<br />
& not exclusive.<br />
<br />
[<span style="font-style: italic;">technique</span>]<br />
Syntax by its very nature exists through<br />
the continuum of consciousness, the feminine of<br />
reception. An essentially male or procreative act<br />
yields utterance as the child of consciousness.<br />
So we are in act, distributing toward the abstract<br />
where a unitive measure would expand the poem<br />
by the suggestiveness & distribution of kinds of acts<br />
across from versatility (purely, a style) to confidence<br />
(a context of styles); so we should distinguish<br />
cleverness from the cynicism which isolates it<br />
& find those moments wherein distortion<br />
serves to create the poem (eg., relation).<br />
"Tree-foot," "Tree-Brain," "tree-Toad" etc.,<br />
differ, first, serially, but, finally, as things in<br />
the world. First as images & finally as events,<br />
that is, where one comes first upon the energy to<br />
generate such relations and finally where style<br />
activates the consciousness under way toward<br />
further acts, ends & means conjoined in<br />
extensions of behavior.<br />
<br />
A style is also a behavior. What the<br />
technical means in the poem as an act is that<br />
a poem should not be the same throughout,<br />
but should move in parallel with the<br />
energies which have brought it about. "Concretism"<br />
establishes that poems are things, made, and that<br />
they lie to the perceptual in their seeing, though to<br />
the extent (seen-things) that that is their content.<br />
they are less than poems, & it is here, with<br />
content & style that we confront abstraction, perception,<br />
time and the meaning of acts. It is the intent of<br />
a perceptual and abstract mode to act on the<br />
person underway in such a manner as to coincide<br />
the time of seeing & the act of seeing toward that<br />
experience we usually refer to as space (simply,<br />
the absence of time).<br />
<br />
[<span style="font-style: italic;">stations</span>]<br />
internal developments (style & time) should<br />
accurately follow the incursions of energy which<br />
move the subject (person, poet) through the episode<br />
of composition, should cause "movement" (in<br />
relation to a center) by which he sees an<br />
advance through to the real. The so-called<br />
veil of consciousness is removed and light enters<br />
from an exterior space. Motive & act combine to<br />
cause. So the "problems of illusion" continue<br />
only so long as an act is content to achieve<br />
& retain the metaphorical ("a poem is like...").<br />
Inasmuch as an act is an event, it is not<br />
"like" anything at all, and the whole developmental<br />
situation of resemblances (eg. metaphorical cnscnss)<br />
persist only so long as choice rejects its own<br />
perceptions. <br />
<br />
So we have heroes of choice. <br />
in the mandala of development (achieving to a<br />
round or continuity of consciousness in space).<br />
Then, we come to a notion of "the stations of attention."<br />
<br />
The concept of stations of the round <br />
suggests that the passage (through) is legible &<br />
that it occurs throughout any archetypal consistency of<br />
types (eg., in a community); so we might read<br />
Gray’s Elegy etc. as a precise statement that<br />
poetry is far less exclusive in its hierarchical ambitions<br />
than we now hold it to be; or any act yields information,<br />
but inasmuch as our heroes of poetry yearn after<br />
the visibility of being-in-the-world, we have<br />
elevated them statuelike as carriers of a dogma<br />
which overcomes itself not to silence but to an<br />
abstraction of acts which is personal. The point<br />
here is to yield style & voice to their proper<br />
figurations: to insist that the means of the poem<br />
be included in its forms of development just<br />
as any secrecy be overcome in its achieving to space.<br />
Where person yields in his distortions (those which<br />
he can control) to become world & image.<br />
<br />
[<span style="font-style: italic;">love</span>]<br />
It is love as the center & light of being<br />
seen, first as "something one says" & finally<br />
as a technical manifestation, that the act<br />
of composition includes toward its development<br />
just as it contains the energy which gave rise to<br />
it in the first place. The alchemy of acts, that <br />
they can be contained, is seen to yield energy & information<br />
(they are the same). It is not so much, then, a matter<br />
of what is seen but how, not what the images are<br />
but of how they are rendered with respect to the<br />
consciousness "at bay." In the conflict of opposites,<br />
image & person yield to a constancy of states<br />
which include image to their pattern.<br />
The thing to object to, finally, is a<br />
poetry exclusively of voice or image which does<br />
not include the event of the poem in its<br />
vocabulary of development and which does not<br />
include the event of its development in its vocabulary.<br />
<br />
<span style="font-style: italic;">Love & Magic, moment of act</span><br />
As self-voice, as not over-heard<br />
meditation on exchange of<br />
real qua real, it<br />
is voice of person speaking &<br />
being connected, voice to ear(s)<br />
in circuit completed<br />
which has<br />
causal effect on person reading<br />
& listening, is<br />
(cnscnss<-->cnscsnss)-->one</-->jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-28125633926660358892007-04-08T05:56:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:45:29.310-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- THE END OF SOLITUDEfr Vincent Ferrini<br />
<br />
<br />
I<br />
<br />
Rome and the other falling<br />
glimmers relentlessly, the view fades<br />
<br />
and holds, we are among a density<br />
and formation of fantasy-rhythms.<br />
<br />
Decrease, love's name surprises, engaged.<br />
The other popular sentences re-wind<br />
<br />
have you moved across to hold my ear?<br />
Alight, to grasp the turkey tightly,<br />
<br />
and new names move forward, "air"<br />
another density has this room removed,<br />
<br />
let the one decide who has no passion,<br />
we are hitting right & left to each other.<br />
<br />
<br />
II<br />
<br />
or would you<br />
sleep<br />
or would these entireties rest:<br />
it is no beginning this image<br />
Roughed to tongue, fire away, lets<br />
inside the moon's<br />
you are still moved, it<br />
collapses still the same<br />
<br />
But a room divides its walls<br />
incessantly, provides leadership to<br />
the moon's own name,<br />
revolving vocabulary.<br />
<br />
A setup.<br />
This questing for<br />
grand gestures<br />
is too lean,<br />
is inharmonious<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
III<br />
<br />
arising a style out of the contrary<br />
energies, they are moved throughout<br />
by textural differences,<br />
"she has my hope"<br />
and the child's name<br />
to celebrate the<br />
reoccurrences of life<br />
acknowledges death,<br />
you are still the<br />
food of absence is<br />
too plain, and keeps<br />
me trembling, inside<br />
My fear collapsed, there are no others<br />
in this poetry without content, where<br />
I am no champion<br />
but occupying myself<br />
professionally:<br />
Aha!<br />
<br />
<br />
IV<br />
<br />
Still, frame-maker, do we keep<br />
the Avocational before us?<br />
now this is<br />
serious!<br />
I mean, there is<br />
voice, the a priori<br />
& song, yr name<br />
oh let me rise these weepings<br />
are so vain & per -sonal<br />
& you are my name:<br />
but the art of letters is so <br />
artless<br />
when studied,<br />
No, I am no system<br />
but this<br />
breathing<br />
exercised and woolen,<br />
woolen & worn.<br />
<br />
V<br />
<br />
I mean, there is the personal<br />
vocal<br />
doubled out<br />
even,<br />
from knowing,<br />
and this posture of forgetting<br />
wherein we speak,<br />
what should we want<br />
but our<br />
<br />
Time, in speaking, to arrive<br />
at the center & name of<br />
who we are<br />
and then<br />
collapse,<br />
remove,<br />
escape,<br />
these embraces we have sought.<br />
<br />
<br />
VI<br />
<br />
No-one has updated the craft,<br />
you said, <br />
no-one has questioned the<br />
syntax,<br />
not, I submit, even Gertrude,<br />
though she swims she does not<br />
speak,<br />
& Charles, we have him<br />
outlined by his Ambitions.<br />
How is one to be a poet<br />
& remain human?<br />
. . . achieve<br />
the anonymity from which the<br />
poems speak,<br />
who are we to want<br />
after anything?<br />
<br />
VII<br />
<br />
There is also some engaging<br />
to encounter out of les tours<br />
<br />
speaker, mask, role & drum, these<br />
shamanistic robes I have made:<br />
<br />
out of what is contrary to speech,<br />
the unwinding of prose gestures,<br />
<br />
we are left, even here, with<br />
prose couplets, aspirations to clarity.<br />
<br />
cloud, the moon rings, oven, clasp<br />
inside the dam of the heart's<br />
remembering to close your ears<br />
& see the line lunging out,<br />
<br />
But hold, and skin<br />
the tough team yields.<br />
<br />
<br />
VIII<br />
<br />
Another remembering submits to<br />
plain-ness,<br />
any style is borrowed,<br />
she arrives at the heart,<br />
the landscape<br />
centers at<br />
love's act<br />
you are also <br />
dead to life<br />
&<br />
unafraid<br />
though it is in seeing<br />
that the body gives<br />
its way<br />
to being.<br />
no, there are no others in<br />
this living...<br />
<br />
IX<br />
<br />
not exactly a<br />
throw away<br />
&<br />
not exactly a<br />
letter<br />
&<br />
not exactly an<br />
advertisement,<br />
<br />
though there is in any gesturing<br />
after the cosmic, an adulteration<br />
of innocence,<br />
and no,<br />
there is simply<br />
what one has before him<br />
as task & utterance, this<br />
going-along<br />
<br />
<br />
X<br />
<br />
And this going-on, friend, is<br />
not anything at all, some continuing<br />
from which you are come, suddenly,<br />
at this visible enterprise, yab-yum<br />
of the ear's seeing.<br />
But making the way clear<br />
to memory is some further unfolding:<br />
And a man would have his<br />
love suddenly before him, ashamed to<br />
see the plenty and exaggeration<br />
of the Blood's wail & chatter exploding<br />
from the sum & particle of the<br />
vocabulary:<br />
"but a way is made<br />
then set",<br />
and we are inside nouns,<br />
and particular, and told.<br />
<br />
XI<br />
<br />
Any empty passing holds clear <br />
to these musings of the familiar.<br />
<br />
Let color decide, let the markings<br />
of the earth declare themselves valid.<br />
<br />
There are pathways in the mountains<br />
and they make you crazy. Ah!<br />
<br />
But the formalities are given way<br />
to some subtleties, revived at last,<br />
<br />
thrust, claim, these odors & pasts,<br />
revival of the nomenclature, overt, mutual.<br />
<br />
Any other density is remote.<br />
<br />
Day decides where speech resounds.<br />
<br />
The flaw, the gathering abstractions,<br />
and "who you are" is possible.<br />
<br />
<br />
XII<br />
<br />
clear, the passage, clean & portable,<br />
but read, these allocations, the mood,<br />
of a shadow made name & song,<br />
I flew past, the eye quickened.<br />
Hay, green, more, slipped, green can,<br />
a dot, less, even & more, to speed,<br />
or collapse, from some alluvial<br />
dream, but familiar, too, a<br />
discourse, made image-less, fathom,<br />
of word torn, her heart, meant,<br />
she cried in memory, held me in<br />
passion, I love her, we are<br />
still there still, making light of it,<br />
and the language rests where it<br />
was dropped, the heart's oven door,<br />
and a name made casually,<br />
for effect, for life's new beginning.<br />
<br />
XIII<br />
<br />
Still, in these developments of irony<br />
stages of persistence, there is no<br />
comedy, only enough food, and<br />
a verse which imitates the<br />
psyche and loses the line.<br />
which reparation made<br />
scale might retrieve to<br />
presence,<br />
and make poets of the resting.<br />
But still,<br />
and sliding, a space defined,<br />
point, center & name,<br />
you are too<br />
clever,<br />
But a man's name is simple,<br />
and love comes in at the end.<br />
<br />
<br />
XIV<br />
<br />
And practicing these simplicities, this<br />
Absence, where problematical<br />
is no less concise.<br />
"Whereby"<br />
conscript to love's acts.<br />
allowing the imitative full reign,<br />
naming deceit, catalog<br />
of his faults,<br />
transparent<br />
throughout the same<br />
wondering.<br />
<br />
But polemic is that, and<br />
this is<br />
this.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Gloucester<br />
April 20, 1974jim leftwichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058771284717653465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1671494489658711616.post-91738640230781099972007-04-08T05:54:00.000-07:002017-12-22T19:45:50.351-08:00Thomas Lowe Taylor -- Vincent's Ferrini's Fortieth Book*************************<br />
Thomas Lowe Taylor<br />
<br />
<br />
Listening to him talk about vocation during a reading, you realize he's<br />
talking about the Stations of Attention, locating the moods and sensations<br />
via voice of states of being which attend from a complete world view, one<br />
which includes his corporeal chakras and an enlivened and illumined eros.<br />
No, we are not listening to erotic poetry, but to poetry from an erotically<br />
enlivened man, in whom vital energies are successfully utilized in erasing<br />
the poet's body from the physical body and so blur the inner/outer illusion.<br />
"I am the poem...we are all the poem...." he says expansively, noting that<br />
it was in the mutuality of his friendship with Olson that his sense of what<br />
poetry does was made firm, not by who Olson was, certainly a contributing<br />
factor to the depth it achieved, but more in the fact of friendship that the<br />
word became flesh.<br />
<br />
And so Vincent inhabits all religions in his embracing of them, and not with<br />
any attitude at all save the tonality of his line, be it brief or vernacular<br />
or pure juice, it is all cosmos and he is its evidence. This is ecstatic<br />
poetry.<br />
<br />
Vincent is a manifestation of the sacred and complete man, saying that he is<br />
"a communicator", perhaps enlivening the notion of what a poet is, he<br />
inhabits the personal with his Word, noting that for the most part, we have<br />
lost touch with it.<br />
<br />
But if you aren't somewhere, that is, manifesting yourself, all of <br />
this takes place in a vacuum--hence Vincent's sense of community, of being<br />
somewhere, interacting with other people in their lives. His poetry is a<br />
poetry of voice, of encounters, of a life lived fully among and within other<br />
people. "A person is a person because of other people" goes the saying. No<br />
ivory tower here.<br />
<br />
The poems strike not like artifice, but as true speech, sometimes embellished<br />
by poetic effect. A word is a just cause, not to be misused or misplaced, in<br />
each place made specific by its use. In much that is about today, the<br />
plasticity of material is so disrespectfully used as to deny many "word<br />
products" their vitality.<br />
<br />
To have a poetry which is not out of one's life and vision is to write<br />
someone else's poetry, or perhaps no ones, perhaps it is just "to write".<br />
<br />
Word as flesh, not as signifier<br />
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