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ALL THIS YOU KNOW
Soaked with hush
The night-sky breathes.
From listening trees fall frozen leaves.
The still air trembles
The stars unfold....an endless opening crystal bowl.
Ghosts like snow fall through my breast;
But unafraid I stretch straight through.......
From detail....wing-ripped.....crawl to you:-
A clock-work wilderness of who?
Yet I have ringed her wrists of snow
Sculptured film-still quiet bone
Can't we together grow alone?
Seeing this way
Now like that.
Everything changing
As bright as a flash.
Listening in awe
The colours glow,
Saw green-lit grottos
Inside my bones.
Like a tent made of glass
Or an upturned boat,
The night has a structure
Which love unfolds.
All this you know, and yet you fear the break;
Ripping the pulsing lace-light in your haste.
Racing away from me and all you've sown,
Searching to find a reason not to grow.
All this you know.