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May 2009 
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Posted on May 6th, 2009
by 
davie
davie
clock
temple
dice
bridge
lamp
well
map
map
map
Access: Publicuesat y christo, an oestre poem
Posted on Apr 12th, 2009
by davie
davie
water flows here softly.
Osir green,
red Magdalena never ran
from your tomb...
there, her dove.
your rainbow.
brother seth sits,
weeping- for joy!
though his humwawa
is but scattered wind-
bread is broken.
Osir green,
red Magdalena never ran
from your tomb...
there, her dove.
your rainbow.
brother seth sits,
weeping- for joy!
though his humwawa
is but scattered wind-
bread is broken.
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between places
Posted on Apr 10th, 2009
by davie
davie
ceiling fan
atmosphere
eyelashes
.
"i think this, and this and this," he said.
but it's sleep (feared even) he's really after.
that darkness. what does it mean?
ask starry questions and watch the quiet
vanish.
clueless and dull, the sun sets again.
i've the company of clouds.
i've a dark sea without truth.
without any doubt.
atmosphere
eyelashes
.
"i think this, and this and this," he said.
but it's sleep (feared even) he's really after.
that darkness. what does it mean?
ask starry questions and watch the quiet
vanish.
clueless and dull, the sun sets again.
i've the company of clouds.
i've a dark sea without truth.
without any doubt.
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How do you deal with fear?
Posted on Jan 20th, 2009
by davie
davie
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for January 19, 2009:
an old pirate
once told me about
a typhoon from hell
and a rowboat to china.
about how he
almost crapped his
pants that time.
and telling me this,
he grinned from
ear
to
ear.
once told me about
a typhoon from hell
and a rowboat to china.
about how he
almost crapped his
pants that time.
and telling me this,
he grinned from
ear
to
ear.
Creating beauty with the glance?
Posted on Jan 20th, 2009
by davie
davie
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for January 20, 2009:
"i am not god," says the
moon, "but the lingering taste
of her lips."
even her Glance might suffice
to set us in our orbits, i think.
the moon knows this:
she tastes whom she embraces.
moon, "but the lingering taste
of her lips."
even her Glance might suffice
to set us in our orbits, i think.
the moon knows this:
she tastes whom she embraces.
What's noticed?
Posted on Jan 18th, 2009
by davie
davie
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for January 18, 2009:
flip side of
futile currency:
joy.
asking questions,
hoping for intervention.
beauty, he thinks:
a stone egg hatching.
the sky giving birth.
rain from a clear sky.
a stick thrown in a pond-
waveless.
futile currency:
joy.
asking questions,
hoping for intervention.
beauty, he thinks:
a stone egg hatching.
the sky giving birth.
rain from a clear sky.
a stick thrown in a pond-
waveless.
What's money to ya?
Posted on Jan 13th, 2009
by davie
davie
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for January 13, 2009:
Where glaciers scraped
Aiden's Lake out
of the mountains,
it rains.
The lake fills and
overflows into Cody Creek.
Fish swim there,
sometimes.
Aiden's Lake out
of the mountains,
it rains.
The lake fills and
overflows into Cody Creek.
Fish swim there,
sometimes.
An alternate religion?
Posted on Jan 12th, 2009
by davie
davie
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for January 12, 2009:
sermon of black birds,
pulpit of moss,
only would i trade Thou
for the
New Man.
(we linger with our
Makers)
pulpit of moss,
only would i trade Thou
for the
New Man.
(we linger with our
Makers)
Why all the sufferin?
Posted on Jan 11th, 2009
by davie
davie
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for January 11, 2009:
how bright the morning dew,
how vivid the sky and hills.
who is this,
but the morning dew?
day's warmth comes and
we know it.
how vivid the sky and hills.
When reflect thou?
Posted on Jan 9th, 2009
by davie
davie
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for January 09, 2009:
jar of daisies.
light plays against
the wall.
