1003 Being in it with wind on face Felt like mortality-- Wind slipped by fellow sea;
Brief impediment I stood, Sand shod, In garment snapped pennants of boundary, Encroached upon desolation-- And a salt eye In turn encroached By this border's harbinger of an echo Of a state forgot.
19 July 2009
1002
18 July 2009
1001
17 July 2009
1000
A walk into morning
Seems names for motion and slant time
On skin and eye and thought,
Yet too, itself unwitnessed--
Unwitnessed to itself.
Interloped and partnered
You shadow of a grassy blade,
Now blade and shadow incorporate,
Impertinent to parsing thought.
16 July 2009
999
15 July 2009
998
14 July 2009
997
13 July 2009
996 From an asterism in the heart Crossed by compass As coined patterns, Or tossed stars by hazard lined, Is goddess or hero by determination made And explication of nothing crafted; If nature make a circle round Sensation's children's liberty's unsound.
12 July 2009
995
11 July 2009
994
10 July 2009
993
992
991
09 July 2009
990
08 July 2009
989
07 July 2009
988
06 July 2009
987
04 July 2009
986
Tired of London
And the simulacrum of days
Once breathed.
Small things a largness makes
Consonant with the sum--
In one touch all love;
In a multitude the prisoned self.
03 July 2009
985
02 July 2009
984
01 July 2009
983
30 June 2009
982
29 June 2009
981
28 June 2009
980
26 June 2009
979 Dark this pearl as night rain In perception about a grain Of seeming sound grown water drop Round, a phantom of what is-- Yet wholly world misthought: Pre-judgement's paste was bought.
25 June 2009
978
24 June 2009
977
22 June 2009
976 This primal calm Was a void of potence Unmattered, As longing ere absence-- Whilst in embryo inevitability That stillness of motion, time, As one ruffle Beguiled what it was by silence.
21 June 2009
975
20 June 2009
974
19 June 2009
973
18 June 2009
972
17 June 2009
971
16 June 2009
970
15 June 2009
969
14 June 2009
968 The constellated tones Made organ notes by eyes-- So thought become A school roofed by night, And stars lectures With mouths of light: In naught but invention Lies unfettered will-- A spurious perfection All nature shuns-- Morality's clockwork's But the ticking orbits of suns.
13 June 2009
967
11 June 2009
966
10 June 2009
965
09 June 2009
964
08 June 2009
963
07 June 2009
962 The heart of the father lies always in darkness-- Unsinewed at need, Unneeded at strength; In time's sightless border pent.
06 June 2009
961
05 June 2009
960
959
04 June 2009
958
03 June 2009
957 Fruit of a feast of idleness-- Her escutcheon amidst the pale, To pale appetite this vison fed-- Needless is more in velleity's bed. No outward flourish But still-limbed beguilement In private shadow reposed, And affection touchless disclosed.
