Sintered Voices ( dark matter speaks)
Well worth the time reading, along with any references that are unfamiliar.
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SINTERED VOICES (DARK MATTER SPEAKS)
the river cracked open
becomes starry space
So many words it is a wonder that some peel through the razor noise intact
Not feathered limping, severed spluttering, gasping airless, a stupid music.
the void between emotions:
a valley wind that rolls stones
The howl continuous so familiar, the driver of conscientious actions.
Our names rumbling in the caverns of our ever drunken blood.
if the river runs silent
is it no longer a river?
Fearing silence most of all, we dress daily in chatter
Asking only that our dreams too have electric constancy.
listen, you mute guardians:
i will sing all your names
Oh, Enkidu, striding across tidy fields of tamed constraint
I shall kill you, too, though I love you more than life itself.
there are footprints on the moon
the dust of other lives, sighing
Taliesin, Taliesin, you burst from your womb-bag
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Posted on January 14, 2019, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Thanks for sharing this, Ben. 🙂
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He is a special one among the WP poets I have encountered over my year here.
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