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Seven Poems Seven -Poem One

 

hesitation released

we know the weakness of titles

tiles forming passages

 

"You wouldn’t care to walk along would you, my dear? " "In the Dark."

looking out from the leaves

 

all plains swinging open

what was left

and right

 

a bliss rather

 

finger-t®ips

 

 

extremely pieces – well read

 

and yet it was not insisted upon

 

to consider in de-

tail

 

Your LINE Present

 

ab

sense

 

being tracked

our minds inhaled

the dance finally settled

 

Vivacity would dare the substance of your pre

SENSE

 

about pictures:

connecting flavors of an extension

that would define addiction

 

louder LOUDER in

side

this is a beginning as ways to

question

IN-

g

 

the all repeating when the roots elapse

 

now I will begin:


Seven Poems Seven –Poem Two

 

such a sound

silenced

all colors

over

w(h)el(l)

mi (e)

ng

 

solid being(-)rock there

south went on in the direction of the

road made

path made

line made

ink-spot made

lane

made mate

 

concrete acting contained

fell upon measure

 

shift-

 

less desire-docks

 

 

no action in speed


Seven Poems Seven- Poem Three (from Joni)

"Blue

Songs are like tattoos"

behind some completely vegetable pin

 

 

re-marked

breakfast bright ~ cheese and shirts and cliffs and night gowns and fruits and drops and

a soak surface

 

narrow were the great many places built after thoughts

standing was the directive

 

speech unstopped

waking up Kansas Silence

the Gain she knew sky-shy

 

 

the colors cacophony photographed upon a bench

not surrounded

 

settled

to

pre

pare

 

anatomy(e) whispered

 

a bowl aroused

an area of snow-sparks brighter

 

 

slender red [ ]

 

a gathered notion behind the ululating dishwasher’s blind

yet

 

addressed at the stretched Blue

 

building Ladders

upon rips

upon precise shores

upon pause

upon sketches

of the Corn-

er

 

 

So

"Here is a shell

for you"

.

.

.

(you might just want to )

reverse the angle

and

make it new

 


Seven Poems Seven – Poem Four

 

we would use the basis of roofs

and distract the measure

 

 

 

precise nearly colored pearl-red

 

 

strings made re

Creation of

WIDE(R) .

 

 

as orange would be the purple in Far

 

 

 

Saint Francis St.

Known before this

chart of leaves

 

UNFOLD

this way would we, even as soon as (K)now * moreover *

conduct

 


Seven Poems Seven – Poem Five

 

dazzling

pace

after

pace

2 am at Santa Fe St.

 

an affair of co(lo)mbine-s

 

sudden peeled frontier

 

raring muttered spasm

drop

ped

confidence brought near

beneath

an indication

of

coffee

translu

cent

in the center and downWa(O)rds


Seven Poems Seven – Poem Six

 

IN«

in that«

in that loss«

in that loss of space«

in that loss from space«

in that the loss would be space«

in that last consideration«

in that «

in that lost continent

elementsandtextureswouldcuddle

 

 


Seven Poems Seven – Poem Seven

 

Blue Bones

a collage collision

NOT MASTERED

this fluent unraveling gasp

a sharing chain of chews

 
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