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LEDA HIDDEN Christmas Eve, unseasonably cold, I walk in Golden Gate Park. The winter twilight thickens. The park grows dusky before The usual hour. The sky Sinks close to the shadowy Trees, and sky and trees mingle In receding planes of vagueness. The wet pebbles on the path Wear little frills of ice like Minute, [...] FOUR MOUNTAIN POSTURES Walking in the mountains unconsciously trudging along grab a vine climb another ridge Standing in the mountains how many dawns become dusk plant a pine a tree of growing shade Sitting in the mountains zig-zag yellow leaves fall nobody comes close the door and make a big fire Lying in the mountains [...] After seeing the majesty of Mt. Nebo, above Payson and Santaquin, Utah yesterday, I had to find a good mountain poem for today … and where better to turn than the poetry of China? GAZING AT THE SACRED PEAK What’s this ancestor Exalt Mountain like? An unending green of north and south, ethereal beauty Change-Maker [...] SHADWELL STAIR I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair. Along the wharves by the water-house, And through the cavernous slaughter-house, I am the shadow that walks there. Yet I have flesh both firm and cool, And eyes tumultuous as the gems Of moons and lamps in the full Thames When dusk sails wavering down [...] THE WEAKERTHANS – CIVIL TWILIGHT My Confusion Corner commuters are cursing the cold away As December tries to dissemble the length of their working day And they bite their mitts off to show me transfers, deposit change and I can’t stop finding your face in their faces, all rearranged and angry like you never [...] JANUARY Dusk and snow this hour in argument have settled nothing. Light persists, and darkness. If a star shines now, that shine is swallowed and given back doubled, grounded bright. The timid angels flailed by passing children lift in a whitening wind toward night. What plays beyond the window plays as water might, all parts [...] |
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