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A.C. Evans

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Timelight

          Burning cloudscape you are so
                   far away; so dread this time
                light the golden mountains
                   of disorder. Cluster near and yet
further toward the edge, this fatal
                   myth of recombination, fusion
            and despair. See The Invisibles.
               Can we fly?
                   The palace’s dark portal is
                   my desire, an orifice
a gateway - but my teacher is Death.
       Language of ancient stone beyond white doors
                   receding visible, folding space,
               becomes forever silent, like your plight
                   but how can we say “never listen” to
this flower of a desperate mission. This is all we have.
                   and so we welcome the shadow.
      So incorporeal, so malleable, so plastic. As
                today the rhythm sometimes dissolves
                   everything implicit. There are no messages.
                   Don’t look for salvation here
the river is too deep. The driving rain, the open window.
      Stark, displaced fantasies
                   of exhausted vision,
               of ideal ecstasy.

 

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