May Rain
May rain fall unto the hunted,
stiffened, providing the love of pain.
May we shake the superflux to them,
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Make a list of dead stuff:
Children singing unheard - hands passing amongst each other -
voices from who-knows-where - the impression that frost makes upon a Winter pond
(as seen close by Bradfield) -
boats, preferably with a sense of obscure disconnection . . .
Something is hiding now, forewarned
by the plates of betrayal,
memories of which hang around us
like the damaged who do not learn to be alone.
Count the things you love in turn:
your big pillow from childhood - Shostakovich's fifteenth -
the music of Louis Vierne - the sound of the wind outside during the night
(with the window slightly open) -
the Polish TV version of 'The Moomins' [1977-'82] . . .
May's effulgence of heart teeters
between shadow and vision,
wants to beat again in woozy strength
and bring back the love of the human hand.
stiffened, providing the love of pain.
May we shake the superflux to them,
quotation quotation quotation...
Make a list of dead stuff:
Children singing unheard - hands passing amongst each other -
voices from who-knows-where - the impression that frost makes upon a Winter pond
(as seen close by Bradfield) -
boats, preferably with a sense of obscure disconnection . . .
Something is hiding now, forewarned
by the plates of betrayal,
memories of which hang around us
like the damaged who do not learn to be alone.
Count the things you love in turn:
your big pillow from childhood - Shostakovich's fifteenth -
the music of Louis Vierne - the sound of the wind outside during the night
(with the window slightly open) -
the Polish TV version of 'The Moomins' [1977-'82] . . .
May's effulgence of heart teeters
between shadow and vision,
wants to beat again in woozy strength
and bring back the love of the human hand.
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