Thursday, September 17, 2009

Across this unwritten genesis

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Moonlight

cavils, angles deftly the canales
and vigas, dances the adobe,
knows no other way to do it.

Still owls balm their limbed
wings, prey reprieved by bright
medicine and the time being.

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How many millions wake to
pass years for these moments,
empty water so that they might

praise the flood that moved
them across this unwritten
genesis? Pacific in the distance

bear the islands of its holy name,
give back nearly all the praise that
finds devotion reflected in my eyes.

Joseph Gallo
September 6, 2009
3:41am


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1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous parried...

Very nice... Good to see you still in the fields of the muse.

Stuart

September 22, 2009 12:04 PM  

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