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To drink the sun’s energy like a plant
Yet to distinguish neither violet nor blue
The two colors of your flight environment
The needlelike waverings of your compass trued
On a black light at planet central
Tend toward pure white
This is the aerial state which defines you before language
And yet a need remains to speak of gravity
You dream in the same night which pulls you down
To become the plummet of your own weight
To be printed as a particulate sign
Upon the blank page of earth history
Losing your meaning as words do
Just prior to the dissolution into feeling
Cormorant in vertical dive: photo by Katz, 2007
Dead cormorant (Phalacrocorax carbo): photo by Andrew Butko, 2007
7 comments:
How beautifully melancholic... I see our own souls learning to fly through life, learning to enjoy the beauty of nature, the feeling of being alive.
it's not a crow...
:)
but i love it... that dive before the rise... i got your message, Tom... thanks for sening me here...
and the poem is stunning... loved the image of compass... and the transformation theme inherent here...
and the last line:
Losing your meaning as words do Just prior to the dissolution into feeling
i read and reread it a hundered times to myself... really cuts deep... so mystical...
you beautifully express what you meant by that transformation...
the more i read your poetry, the more i feel invigorated...
i really needed such poetry to revive at this time...
thanks for coming to me, dear angel...
No angel would dare attempt to pass off a cormorant as a crow for a watchful human being...
but a human being might do it.
("...just a soul/whose intentions are good...")
It's so easy to slip and fall alone, we can only rise together.
Some pretty spooky crows that at least aren't cormorants, for human being
this is exactly what angels do...
:)
thanks for that fabulous link... i crowed there...
"It's so easy to slip and fall alone, we can only rise together
"
YES!
crow's mantra has always been:
sharing is all!
yep... together to gather...
can i put this sentence of yours on my blog? surely with a link to you...
human being,
I would be honoured. Many thanks.
(And may I put up a few lines of your Adversario comment, as part of this conversation about time and falling and rising?)
oh i'm late in answering... sorry! but happy you did what you intended...
and crow always soars with joy when she is invited to join hands in any project... when her harsh crowings are regarded worthy to be mentioned...
i am really honored, friend...
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