What a pleasant surprise to: What a pleasant surprise to find another addition to this heart-stopping collection. In an appropriately serpentine style that oozes mystery and subtle dread, you take us where "nothing quite alive" can thrive and unthinkable secrets are hidden "between or underneath imposing stones."
The last line seems constructed to open the door of the imagination to continuing possibilities in the moldering, soul-crushing symbol of small town oppression.
Superb chills.
Each person who reads this:
Each person who reads this deep deep poem would take away something
different.
For me it is a perfect encapsulation of what hearthurt there must have been in being a Jew in the 1930's and early 40's in Germany.
Magnificent:
'another sky bleeds the memory of day, wrings out each cloud like a rag.'
'Michelangelo clouds, angel-spun'
'And then there is the sky after it has bled the innocence of morning'
'others come to drink the mountain's heart like sassafras tea, perhaps absorb its wisdom and its wild strength'
'I take dictation from rivers and liquid mountains.'
'clocks that never take a breath and glass mazes that don't know how to pray like the mountains do.'
'the way a distant valley can diffuse you with its bottomless blue,'
you have done the mining and we without doing any work
can see the sparkling jewels
Your exquisite sensitivity:
Your exquisite sensitivity and compassion
'I knew God could be found
in the voices of rain
or the eyes of a dog,' one perfect line among many
I was thinking how few:
I was thinking how few people would take the time and trouble
you took in bringing the avocado trees out and then in..
how few people are sensitive to every being.. from divinity to each tree
Happy birthday... 25 years:
Happy birthday... 25 years in this life
and millions before this one
If you are a scorpio, you are a healer
flowing into people and then out,
taking their pain and negativity with you..
then cleansing your aura with whatever
method works
LOL: Still it's waste from the utters
of a dairy cow, a stolen mother,
as her baby boys were knifed
for profit of the milk she gives.
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An ignorant society, struggling
to live, moves through the news,
the propganda, like dead truths.
I wish: I wish that were so but I tend to believe it though. My answer are always spot on, I just dont like the polka dots i make.
Thank you for reading and the insight.