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Instar
04:35
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The past is myself
in Victoria park
with the moon at my shoulder.
The moon was such
a slender curve,
the trees were jewels in the streetlights.
The path must have veered
to the right
because the moon overtook me
and I walked on
with the moon ahead
and the trees at my shoulder.
The past is myself,
it’s a mirrored hall
or a winding river,
an echoing moon
in eclipse,
in reverse.
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The Enormous Room
05:09
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I couldn’t wait to find my way back to the other room,
grown unfamiliar in its leaves and branches.
Some walls were gone but the shelves were still intact
with books I thought I’d lost in a mass of mould and moss.
This was my room with my belongings strewn across the floor,
left without a second thought, as if I’d be back soon,
as if the past was something you could just reach out and touch,
instead of being cast adrift against the current.
Through thin walls I heard a commotion of people on their way home,
the estate echoed with their peculiar voices under the moon.
Then it dawned on me that the room was an unreal room,
my heart sank like a stone when the scales fell from my eyes.
The moonbeams’ silver light, their slender slivers of light,
I name their several names, though none sees what patterns they make.
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The Bower
03:30
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I chose the path that cost me several dollars
and all my years consist of several horrors.
The path is strewn with fallen leaves,
fallen from eaves.
So I made a bed and slept for several hours
and when I woke in the shady bower
I saw the word writ into a tree,
written for me.
'If time is a road
to a pleasing retreat,
or so we're led to believe
by that musical brocade,
and we try to ignore
the ghost at the door
and when we think we're good
it's all just vainglory.'
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4. |
Green Wound
03:56
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These were the thoughts,
that we used to turn our heads
away from dreams,
we all did.
But the moss upon the car,
I was entranced
by its double meanings and blue feelings,
my thoughts remained unhinged.
And I saw the cornerstone
where the rose roads converge
in the sleep of the dead
underneath the star.
The waterfront pubs where we used to meet
are now a real dream estate
of stone and tyres
so I keep that wound green.
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Riverrun
03:23
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And what will become of me
if the river's long and the river's long?
And what birds will fly over me
at the river's end, at the river's end?
And it seemed like a lonely field
but it held my head
and I can wait for the outer dark
because it knows my name.
The shadows are numberless
but when the building breathes or the meadow moves
there are such attics cleared of me
where I call my name and I call my name.
And it seemed like a lonely field
but it held my head
and I can wait for the outer dark
because it knows my name.
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6. |
Zembla
02:31
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