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-

saga

megas

voice

 

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.