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Date Posted: 15:36:50 11/15/03 Sat
Author: Raphaela
Author Host/IP: webcacheB03a.cache.pol.co.uk / 195.92.168.165
Subject: Re: Your Far Closet
In reply to: AAAGGGSSS 's message, "Your Far Closet" on 15:59:26 11/13/03 Thu

I love the imagery, particularly:

'tiny pollens see

as they
glance,

ricochet
avenues
touching eyes;'

although I have to confess I did get lost towards the end.

Good to see your work again Al.

Raphaela

>That breeze slips by
>you;
>
>ever full,
>tiny pollens see
>
>as they
>glance,
>
>ricochet
>avenues
>touching eyes;
>
>They represent, that huge
>spray fountain
>full of water
>thickened gloss
>that flings its ways
>to heaven, open skies
>always, reaching blue
>like brand new tattoos
>
>See through
>all the particles
>in you racing
>
>some irreverent
>for passing air;
>that stops to see
>like a traffic light
>hung mid;
>
>center
>of dim
>imaginations carried
>dampest seas
>
>Swoon them,
>lightly kiss
>the fragrances
>amiss,
>
>they will
>find your lips
>in a hurry,
>dab off, the pink
>you kept
>in those ever
>special outlines
>
>Around a big tender
>mouth
>
>lavish,
>in its
>curves
>cutting,
>
>that pout often,
>in clearest night
>
>or weave
>the sunlight's
>in -
>
>To, the hoary
>places
>never left unattended
>
>with huge molars,
>down
>hung,
>up too -
>
>that caress,
>in
>their film:
>
>a mucous tongue
>that's ever, sprouting
>like some grand geyser
>left, too open
>in the woods;
>and unknown
>
>Fly me there
>your softened rainbow
>ever ratcheted,
>
>to play
>to fit between those
>buds, you taste;
>they shall
>ever look that
>way, and carry
>me away
>
>to your feeding bliss
>on reeds
>grown tender
>gentle in a haze
>with spots of eyes
>ever moistened
>realize
>it so
>
>to flow,
>always, and
>sullen
>entrap me,
>in tears
>and weave
>
>like walking
>through butter -
>scotch pudding
>in knee high boots
>deep;
>so thick and tender
>
>which do suck, and hold me
>fast to heals of steel
>I walk on, stalk on
>
>to harbors never sailed;
>hitched you keep them
>spawned in meadows
>deep lingerie among torn
>sprouted trees
>lavender leaves
>tender always
>under bottoms
>where all ragged edges
>warn, warm -
>
>me, of the passage
>of airs taught
>beneath the closing rainbow
>
>there, not to breathe too closely
>or see the weave
>of a weave -
>
>less,
>a garment; hung so
>meticulously inside
>your far closet
>
>near a full reddened dress
>and that long necked scarf
>your high boots
>dull of finish, and made
>of austere black
>
>winded reeds
>spotted
>rustic
>in leaves

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