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December 4, 2019
DEATH/Rainer Maria Rilke
March 17, 2015
Try Another Dawn, Against Green Leather, On
I take my ten tablets.
Wash ’em w/ Irish.
It’s my time
for medicine,
& no time for nonsense.
I’m ready I’ll try to pull hard
for a merciful god.
Finally I’ll try my hand
To move a pen
To move my words
To move me.
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. (from 2009, Slainte.)
August 11, 2014
IMPALPABLE
Neruda’s ” impalpable ash”
Chants away/
In the fray of my own tiny ruins.
.
“If I touch/ near the fire/
Impalpable ash..”
Chimes away/
And supports the clearing away all
Insubstantial,
Makes way to take less blinding steps away
From cave to climax
I’ve come to have left out
Crucial rescue tools
From my matutinal
Lost-combination locked bag of tricks.
In touch information
Out