angle pitch and flow - Kurt Kuhwald
Larry Robinson
Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Mon May 22 05:54:53 PDT 2023
angle pitch and flow
II
Death said, now I too am orphan.
Ghazal for the End of Time [Ledger]
Jane Hirshfield
Let seed burst be the act (fruition) of our intention
Let fruit rot be the soul-soil of our expression
giving from the death-edge of ripeness
May we be known by the ancestors
Known to have bodies and an integrity
Known to give flight to shadows and life to still water
This is a time to bring light into the cave of denial
where bat-sensitive receptors waken
where ancient paint-smeared hands feel their weight
and the weight of the pierced
May we be backed by the ancestors
ancestors not of our lineage alone, but of our humanity
These bodies. Centered. Within their skin. Porous to the infinite.
The place where life is held held as testing trail
a fruit orchard a burial ground. an old growth forest
a Tenderloin alley a scythe the print of foot in silt
These bodies. Held. Embraced. Fluid with power. Rooted.
The home where we are taken home again
an angle pitch and flow a vast night a silence
- Kurt Kuhwald
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