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… tracing a winding wayalong low dikes & wavy traces, over windy wooden bridges& soundless crossways, at dusk, inside the park, until, perhaps, portalling through … Liminal Park Crossway
LIMINAL PARK SEQUENCE … earthshaking unseen crashed vision & imagery, communication of the other or underworld / the bushes, the shadow / looking back on childlike gaze alters time & darkness, teaching the art of brushing the green hidden history … *...
… unseeing the waking people & unseen by waking eyes, ghastly & gloomy Shady Braves blow their silent wraithlike feral darts through the purplish dusk draft, then from ambush they spring & bound, uncut against the breezy purple gloaming, whilst another...
… who is the unportrayable one stared through by unheeding & unbehelding wakeful & waking eyes, who sits there & not there, withdrawn & blanklike shape on the park bench, faraway & apart in his undescried & unapparent grey clothes, out of sight grey one...
… hushed like dreams, or visions, or mirages, two inscape shapes unlike & alike shipwreckingly crash through the breezy blue-grey gloaming unbeheld by people in the park, wholly unaware as well of many other things, not only unviewed, unseeable, unthought-of...
… … … / no need of coaxing or dreadful faces / neither words nor images / / a lingering rub of the head / an unending purring sound / a flash of soft furry claws / a deep drowning green-eyed gaze / / no need for salvation / … … …
… and where the shift is made slash marks the spot … William S. Burroughs / a land where the wind alone is there on ye silent smiling curses, controlling the poisoned seas, that mysterious sea lit not too far from him, & this grey island / mysterious...
And shadows of shapeless dreams abide Where life may abide no more Algernon Charles Swinburne … prophecy as no more than fleeting dreams, fragile south, looking through times & space, mother giving the divine meaning / virtue and light, drawn from things...
And there his pale-eyed phantom loves to rove … Samuel Taylor Coleridge … higher garden of eden, Queen of the Twofold Being looking into light bridges … by the time he has traced his ordinary death, he came down upon the shores of which waking awareness...
… he scans the landscape as if a stray, unwonted way of gazing upon so-called reality could shift & change the surroundings according to imagery, & if questioned about this practice, assuming the very unlikely occurrence that someone would ever care to...