the shark-scarecrow shadow
shunted off the cough track
adroit drottkvætt locust
drizzles grisly hawkings
fields where quailed a foundry
fistulas lisp passwords
When Laura Riding collected her poetry she divided them into "Poems of immediate occasion" & "Poems of final occasion" though i defy anyone to sort them blindfolded. Truth is, it's all immediate occasions--sometimes gestated in years--but who can say? What i observe is certain words, certain images swim into my orbit; sometimes they spin a bit & escape, sometimes they become a moon.
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