Friday, August 22, 2008

Vacana of Between xii.




the ocean becomes a

myriad of sequin voice glimmer

when the micro stir the body

megas stretches white fingers at the sky-

crash into the Great


his inverted eye and tangled beard

covers the water

with raging neglect


can I see the ocean

without rejecting the micro-





HUM i HeruUhaM spirare plus tus  of Be tweihn(ai)

1 comment:

P.F.S. Post said...

Nice poem, very evocative. Also, thanks for linking me. Just to let you know: its "Fieled", not "Fielded". Common mistake! Best, Ad.