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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Intuitive Clutch (poem)

The crack between knowing 
the grasp that exceeds the reach
the mind's walking stick. 

Gear for shape-shifters
night reveries 
dream voices on a separate track  
sotto voce
infinite point of matter
seen edgewise
shimmer of reeds
in ripples
the legend of mind on
an unseen map  


In dreams hold your arms a certain way, and fly. 









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