I compose my spirit from under the myrtles- Orpheus,I write, Exemplar thee! … Fire falls in descendent spirals: He transforms the bare mountain, which awed is found—A mountain cowed, a mountain crowned in majesty;Whence resonance exhales, pure as the art In an act of a sacred deity. If the god should sing, as he sat […]
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What cld you potentially – no! – possibly do to mean – O – wait! this feels too facile. So try once again. Make sure it is all sure – steadfast – scalar movements towards god knows what. You request the sun is shut out so you can muse on song. O – but of […]
A man wi’ a great big beard
/ A met;
/ Said: ‘Don’t be feared
/ If ye get wet.
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/ Run twenty years
/ On nature’s…
Field of the land producing thatch
/ Shieling of grinding wheat
/ Burn beside the dun coloured dell
/ Burn of the mournful bleat
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/ Burn of the…
‘wasnae there at a’
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/ Too much is said about night –
/ its fullness jug-heavy with distance
/ poured out into star-mapped flight.
/
/ But in…
The first to die was PROTESILAUS / A focused man who hurried to darkness / With forty black ships leaving…
For Lois Pereiro
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/ In Ithaca everyone was dead.
/ They say it was me, Argos the dog, who woke first:
/ — Dead, dead, dead!
/ A smell…
It was late September. I’d just poured a glass of wine, begun
/ to unwind, while the vegetables cooked. The kitchen
/ filled with…
