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Billy Jno Hope
Dominica

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Seaspray

I am shooting for a tantric sun
Against a rainbow backdrop
I am eavesdropping on eternity
With dire Buddhas hail the
Bodhisattva's cream
Hearken flaming wings.
Summon these flies of evermore to crawl on your need

I am Ixlan's PCP
transfiguration of desire
I am sea spray
reconsider the diamond's fate
I am wolf moan courting moonlight
Long distance penance
Long distance dawning
Who have ears let them witness
why demons weep

I am tearing September asunder
In the voice of gothic asylums
I erase my name. Who have tongues?
let them speak the torment of demons.

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Valerie Comment by: Valerie - 2006-02-17 15:19
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Yep! I don't understand it, but I must say it is beautifully
written.I like all the imagery. I particularly love the line,
"I am wolf moan courting moonlight", that is one line I
understand. Nice work.
seeds Comment by: seeds - 2006-02-17 04:44
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i meant it like a metaphor hulshizer
hulshizer Comment by: hulshizer - 2006-02-17 04:28
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"I am wolf moan courting moonlight" I enjoyed that line. very thought provoking. One question though, how can the sun be tantric?
Comment by: - 2006-02-16 22:28
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I must be frank: somewhere along the line the poem lost its cadences, and I found myself reading it more as prose arranged as verse rather than as a poem.
ThomasHawkins Comment by: ThomasHawkins - 2006-02-16 06:00
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Deep, almost too deep for me at this hour in the AM. This is indeed a complex piece of work and should be savored slowly (maybe its the hour again) like fine wine. I like this poem, very much so. Thank you for the PCP.
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