Friday, May 27, 2016

Kit Kelen #147 - part of the vast

part of the vast

under a streetlamp
dip of the moon

spectacle of no one seen
anything could pass here

light's spread white
world's shrunk to this

all round the night
stars are past

the over-us is all embracing
lifts every scone and trunk

we're dough rise to it
the tree tattooed with standing

and all the weather in it
the rocks are dear life hanging on

because this world's a stone
and hurled!

and duck!
or who's to catch? 

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