Another Obscure Reverie
Kitties came and went all night long
2:30 — 5:30 a. m.
as in a curious furry nightmare
moth fluttering around the room in the dark
way too late
for the radiant world... or is it?
That’s the sphere of the lux and
the lumen, spurred
at your own risk —
the dark and strange, or luminous
and unlucky
Little Hymn to Athene
This morning post storm
sky
the world got a good wash now
the sea green
depths conceal a cold and clean
heaven that by remaining
YOUR ZONE
(thus hidden) mimics
your austerity flags
coming out of the bath
shivering
before your epheboi
me a dim votary (burnt out bulb)
standing under
the cold shower of your cosmic aspect
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