Thursday, September 20, 2018

Kit Kelen #993 - under one atmosphere



993
under one atmosphere


in the old pyjamas
tucked

awash in skins
in days and works

sometimes shouldering worlds of woe
as I was then grown grim

lungful
afloat
a sparrow lit to sing

and in another life remembered
light moon bounce

like clouds run round
bull by the horns
so sorry
won’t say sky

under one atmosphere
maze trod
and lightly step
branch until wing

the rich, the poor
the thieves, aggrieved
the innocent

car set forth
factory fart
so choke

up the daisies push

lift a leg on the lot

draw in
breathe out

it’s summer somewhere
seasons slip
in any sphere of music

we are all flowering
put down roots

under one atmosphere
this idea
and another altogether

a kind of diving suit

a gift divining
hour of stretch

hail sun so stiff
fire friended
for winter midst

a swim at the thing
mind righting itself

always already in

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