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The Lost Tram

A strange street, then crows / croaking, then the sound of a lute / and thunder crawling slow / from a distance - then a tram at my feet / / And I leaped, somehow, and the railing / held, and I stood, dazed, / stupidly watching a trail / of fire streaking like sunrays. / / Rush...

The Word

Then, when God bent His face / over the shining new world, then / they stopped the sun with a word, / a word burned cities to the ground. / / When a word floated across the sky / like a rose-colored flame / eagles closed their wings, frightened / stars shrank against the moon. / ...

The Master Artists Prayer

I remember an ancient artists’ prayer: / Keep us, Lord, from students / / Who push our wretched genius / toward the blasphemy of new revelations. / / Honest and open enemies we can deal with, / but this kind hangs in our footsteps / / And smiles, and laughs, as we fight - ...

Memory

Snakes shed their skins / and their souls grow mellow. / We do it differently, we change / souls, not bodies. / / Like an Amazon, Memory leads life / like a horse on a rope: / Tell me, Memory, who lived / in this body before I came. / / The first one: homely, thin, / loving o...

The Forest

White trunks / were stark, suddenly, against the haze, / / Roots wound up out of the ground / like corpses’ arms. / / The leaves’ bright fire / hid giants, dwarves, lions; / / Fishermen saw in the sand / the print of a six-fingered hand. / / No French noble, n...

Bird-Girl

Early one morning / in Broseliana / a happy shepherd / drove his flock to the valley. / / They grazed, and he / piped out his happiness / on a reed / pipe. / / And suddenly, there in the branches, / he heard a voice, not a bird-call, / and saw a flame-red / bird with a ti...