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a WRITE_1
of passage

passage: from περᾰ́ω  (peráō)

to go from one side to another

to pass through, over or traverse, cross, esp. over water

(intransitive) to penetrate or pierce (of a pointed weapon)

A good morning song to you, my

keeper of calm spaces,

painter of soft edges,

and defender of the gates

to my sleep.


A gift of shared thought to you, my

architect of calm moments,

grower of spring flowering,

and designer of the paths

where I dance.


A clear, hopeful wish for you, my

player of soul music,

creator of fine magic,

and rider of the roads

to my dreams.

I write because I want to show you

a frame of my mind

a glimpse of my life

an echo of my voice.


I write because I want to share with you

a taste of my drink

a tune from my time

a slice of my space.


I write because I want to give to you

a shadow of the world

a lens on survival

a reflection of your life.

When I close my eyes

I see blood-filtered light,

and feel slight-pulsing life

wash over my mind.


When I close my eyes

I see edge-dazzled images,

and feel almost-present thoughts

as they flit across my mind.


When I close my eyes

I dream not-said visions,

and feel heart-wrenching wishes

flutter from my soul.

COLLECTIONS

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DEATH BY AGREEMENT

some seem to have agreed a pact for passage.
tidings hard to fathom.

STRANGE WATERS

experimental forms and thoughts that seem to come from elsewhere

AS IT IS

here now: this is what we find, this is what we see, this is what finds us

TRACERY

second and third associations. words and shapes.

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ANGRY RED SUN, PALE SHADOWED NIGHT

a second stab at a book-style tranche of writings. formed in the end not entirely how it was intended.

THROUGH LIGHT

first steps. written mostly past midnight through dawn. night muse visitations.

WHO AM I?

Strandloper, edge-dweller, being. Sometime poet.

This site began as insomnia. Soon there were enough words for a book (Through Light). A little later, another collection was almost a book (Angry Red Sun, Pale Shadowed Night). Then came snatches of someone's thoughts from somewhere (As It Is). Dark tidings have also been received (Death by Agreement).
Along the way there are words on a plane (Tracery).

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WRITE_1: a write of passage.

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