Kit Kelen #589 - a captain cook in the open book

589

a captain cook in the open book

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a long time waking

bend to the lines

must be inscribed

the dream is reaching

a long way down

there’s print through –

all the years till now

all moments

every inch of the place

and sometimes blank

as beginning

(though that’s all reconstruction)

in the stretch of the thing

sung so far

just in twig reach

so often sunshot

we’re a long time waking

we’re all wrung and wrested from

shock of the bell gone off

in the open book

where rain once fell

we took away the tune

lightning spreads

like fire goes to grass

a tree climbs in

and you take branches higher

but who is it sees/

who catches the falling?

one day all this will be set down

here in the open book