Tag Archives: Stars

Pagan

Between blades and pines, she lay still, spreading forest to stars that filled her. Advertisements

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Night Moves

Tree’s night-perm like fog, stars pining to get lost there– Long distance courtship.   (Artwork by Georgia O’ Keefe)

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Empire State

Empirical scope, is all that we ask of fame– Steady now, steady.   (Photo of Andy Warhol and Edie Sedgwick)

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Constellate

To see the stars, in daytime, like a siege of radiant, glyphic  minnows constellating upon the surface of a lake, this, the child’s gift to vision, undisturbed.   (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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Darking Anya

   Remember when we were kids and we’d sometimes have sleepovers and listen to the dark together? That’s what you called it, Anya, listening to the dark. Sometimes we’d pretend to be camping. We’d make a tent on my bedroom … Continue reading

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Dance

I get so sleepy and restless and roiled and charged. If only they knew what they called world was simply a clusterfuck of particles dreaming of dance partners.

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Astro-Erotic

Orion’s numinous belt undone on the sly by Cassiopeia’s nimble, flaring digits, as he proceeds to enter her whorling sphere of glacial fire spread lightly to produce cosmic aaaaaahs and oooohs, while the green-eyed Moon, papal and robust, records the … Continue reading

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Gypsy

I have seen the stars travel in caravans at night, cursive gypsies aloft in God’s darkened mouth, the moon, a minted coin, or silver eyelet, peerless in its glint of visions and voice.

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Walt Whitman

Of myself and stars, he sang in forked, unsigned tongues– Words his place-holder.

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Wonder

Ancestral traces of us, unbearably light– Infinite wonder.

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