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Whilst the Northern Crown Is Glowing Unseen
Perhaps lost Perhaps late No sign from Her Evening Star Here among hooded crows To live now is to look out for Underneath a flight of seamews crying A white sail Afar Together (Northern Crown Crossway)
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Beyond the Threshold (Lady of the Fountain—IV)
no other chance a disembodied voice says feel pleasure & live no need to be redeemed nor saved no further need to suffer death stone shapes turned into flesh brushed flowers turned into fountains and blissfully waving she drinks sprinkled all over by...
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Rue Jules Verne, Parigi (Call and Response) (III)
In una stanza abbandonata una stanza impotente una stanza deserta desolante di notte in una piazza abbandonata dalla gente impaurita identica rassegnazione una piazza periferica nella notte d’estate disertata anche dai bambini e dall’eco delle loro g...
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Out of a Loose Leaf of Yore
Death with its staff Witch with her staff rush or creep through night-flooded fields dark-cloaked like old men going out of a tavern gun-shot in the back face down in a gutter rainy night haunted by shades, dreams, visions cracks through the sky cracks...
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Bright Tracings By the Northern Crown
Holding a ring and a silver key With pale fingers Tracing ancient tracks —Awake, he daydreamed away Evening Star Ancient traces on the mound They traced together A spring within an enwooded dark cove —Asleep, she dreamed away A white sail Afar Together...
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Afar Together (Northern Crown Crossway)
Whilst the Northern Crown Is Glowing Unseen Where the Northern Crown Is Glowing The Northern Crown Slightly Blurred By Haze Bright Tracings By the Northern Crown To Share the Light of the Northern Crown
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Inani Sinestesie Soppresse
Mais le Sphinx, longtemps, restait impénétrable, immobile et muet. Victor Segalen …assenza negata inonde aromatiche di silenzio salmastrosapidità risonante di foresta ruvidaasperità luminosa di mare elettricoeffluvio scabro di ombra metallicasonorità...
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TracingsFirst Variant Version (Liminal Park Sequence)
… 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
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Drifting Recollections (Lady of the FountainII)
… memories afloat in the pale purple twilight … wraith-like falling cloaks, cracked stone basin beside the shaded white trace, a dark green maze of low hedgerows, a stone dog unaccountably dislodged, top of the tower unaccessible back then … once upon...
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AwarenessesFirst Variant Version (Liminal Park Sequence)
They’re not aware of him. He is aware of gateways opening herein over bridges, at crossroads, along ditches & crevices—hidden landscape unknown to the waking gaze like childhood’s realms are unknown to the unaware eyes of adulthood. They’re not aware...
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Breezes (Liminal Park Sequence)
… hidden & lost their history, gloaming tracers like the grey man quietly sitting on the park bench are like the breeze brushing the greensward or the wind on the buffalo grass: no more than fleeting dreams, fragile sightings flying like a flight of the...
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Against the Encroaching Nothingness
the teaching was remembered and the fight was fought the demons were dispelled and regained was the smile within living lights and teachings the Spring Dances were kept within bestowing strength should the demons come back
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As the Owl Lonely Hoots
Through the grey wind of the waning Moon Her rustling shade arises
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White Shade
… with soft kisses gone to sleep resting now in a shadowy place of light sweetly she is with me …
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Black Moon: Scraps of Change (A Prelude)
a smoldering silver fire kept within let it burn and heat and light the way
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Updatings
Inner Collisions—First Version Unviewed—First Version Daydreamy Ambush—First Version Tracings—First Version
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July 10, 1975
… the following night he saw her again … she seemed more aloof, however … she almost did not look at him … when he left, she left, too … an hint to hope, perhaps … but he did not see where she went … the following morning her face was but a vague remembrance...