Not a soul about –
Saints and sinners come to naught
Story of our lives
The Quantumverse
Not a soul about –
Saints and sinners come to naught
Story of our lives
Hollow evening sky
Churchyards empty under moon –
All souls feel unrest
“As with dancing you have to learn the steps”
– Jim Harrison (Day Three – 28 Days of Unreason)
Stairs like Rubik’s cube
Dance steps to infinity –
We are amazed
1.
Creosote darkness –
Refineries on the Turnpike
Tannin-colored skies
2.
Year draws short of breath –
Conspicuous consumption
Bright red Christmas lights
3.
Shattered streetlight glass –
Match strikes, cigarettes glowing
Darkness flashes teeth
Bitter wind scrubs hard
Exfoliates autumn skin –
Orange and yellow leaves
Our swan meets Nikki Papandreou,
The Greek Olympic diver
Eye to eye and nose to beak
They keep their poise and watch each other
She waddles to the edge of grace
Submerged, he breasts for air
Wings cut through air,
Arms slice through water
How fierce the thrill
That twists as one?
How strong the force
That separates them?
Jackknifed time entangles
Their fall as flight through space
Becomes reunion of bone and skin and
Hand and feather, a merging and emerging
Yet such ecstasy, transgression,
Cannot queen the body long
This body’s reaching out for that
Still point, where rise turns into fall
The ancient moment, amphibian mind –
Zeno’s paradox suspended
A moment free of up, of down, all
Movement frozen in a blue eternity
Conspirators: qbit, sarasouthwest
qbit’s Renga Challenge – Swan Dive
For Jilly’s October Casting Bricks
Harvest with the moon –
A scarecrow reaps with shadows
Dark, fertile crescent
For Franks’s Haikai Challenge
“On some clear nights in the country the stars can exhaust us”
– Jim Harrison (Day Twenty-Six – 28 Days of Unreason)
Dull constellations
The Crutch, The Old Hats, The Snores –
I have seen the light
Last I saw she was
Dancing naked in earbuds –
Deaf, blind with data