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Poem of the Day
To Imagine an Alphabet
Too far back to imagineTaken from 'New Poetries II'...
It all was dissolved
Under soft black strokes
Of a Chinese brush
Diminishing the fatness
Of original things
Animal legs and human legs were emptied of flesh and blood
Patterns from flattened
Ants or a lake drained the facts
That are trees in Winter
The spokes of the world went down
In a language that
Went everywhere, stayed put
Put out what you want a woman and man to be the picture will hold that too
There are stories in skeletons
And after the three fluid
Lines that are Mountain, the four
That are Fire, Ice as a stroke
On the left side of Water -
Problem is Tree in a Box
I hear moaning and see constriction in a picture the colour is cinnamon
the taste is chalk
A mind is inside the lines
All of it and sooner or later
Sex is everywhere, money
Rice-fields, wives are mostly
Under the roof, to Like
Is Woman with Child
I get lost in a landscape of noisy ideas that cross and flare in fireworks of strokes
Like a child who paints a smile
Over signatures makes Yin
And Yang (two kissing fish)
A rising sun in a field
Of wheat, I draw windows leaking
On the kanji for Rain
I make my moon round my forest has branches my people are walking with arms
and a head
And then murder comes, a second
Killing, so softly I'm deaf
At the second of entrance.
My pictures defy the eyes.
I see Lamentation as five falling stars,
Grief abroad and walking,
And a terrible stag, flames shooting from his heart, as he prepares to walk and preach.
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