dr_con Posted September 1, 2012 Share Posted September 1, 2012 The Well of Memory Voice says All you are is a well of memory for the gods Remember the cool water that fed our roots this world sprouting branching placing each and everything just so just now reminders we are in one of possible only places She said Write poems about ordinary things And I grab onto a persistence may it be old world nostalgia or a motion of novelty a skin on skin familiarity Squirrel sees Boundless topographic gymnastics Scrub pines scoff at animal ideas the stillness as black flies swirl tieing together emptiness a shore or edge a lake serene Is this what I want to come back to? Punctuated forms Waiting for a rattle that never happened A hospital parking lot dead of night the entire cosmos Sobbing snow falls wind blows without fire or ice We mouth words taught by the dead He shows A simpler grammar his morning routine looking out This yard This weather This window This view In this it all passion and conflict have fled I hope they drink deeply All we are this being this becoming one tree grows between past and future. Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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