Part VI: Iiv
from crease of worst of ease,
& least among the few at rest,
the seasons each advance,
& leisure gladdens oft aside
the old travail behind;
in triple step, reverse at best,
companion, guest or friend,
an ever all familiar to
cognate to no other thought,
one moment please or some,
none of these, the least, the last,
I ask of you apiece,
never more than ever that
& never less for none,
neither this nor that above
one moment more beyond
or tops of trees as started out,
in form another day,
& startled one the other from
no other than it was,
beyond our reach & close at hand,
described resiliency;
wherever these abide, some few,
as pleached & played the lane about
erasures of the other than
the same of shall as well
the remnant of itself o’errun,
and more of wills and mays,
precisely that or not at all,
reversal winds its way,
in specious lay a clock astop,
‘tho presently ajar
there’s some of that foolishness,
at least the easy sort,
apt to swallow swords & fire
& burst upon the scene,
first in file, & briefly, lame,
not quick, not quarrelsome,
sooner late than never on
a derring-do above
the idleness of tide & shore
inform the other day,
as float away inwardly,
unnamed, uncertain; tame
the feral need, the formal sum,
the numberless among;
once more, as these surcease,
become an ember of
& stopped to see the gentle wood,
the blameless too, aloft
in current air more carefully
through mist & spray, through drift
reportedly assort,
& stooped as the bending would,
to be the blameless, too,
the ever so familiar to
so ash and sky, so fiery stunt,
‘tho otherwise the same,
resemble less assemblies of
prevailing winds o’er tides,
that are or are not wide nor high
than any overreach
of reason or advantage sort
the silence of, the memory of
Elequent first, thoughtfully so. A deep meditative stream. Wonderfulto read aloud. >KB
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Part a parcel of, dear sir, the seeds of latter years
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It read itself aloud and winter blossomed
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Such a thought , dear Jana, is a treasure
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wow. precise rhythm….. flow highlights the better part of observation.
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Oh, the prime years for spinnin’…there be time to knit winter mittens
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The language here is very rich. I often find myself not certain which path to take upon reading each word. That is delightful and seldom happens in my reading experience. 🙂
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Oh, now that delights me…
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