e c l e c t i c a p o e t r y
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Poems containing the words build, ground, hungry, and light.
I stored up in the
summer and a few good days
in fall, hoping I do not become
a dead satellite
And she opens, opens doors, drapes, blinds and windows,
old glass lights in carillon colors,
and still he cries his fear of dying.
I float in feeling, instinct, reason,
then totality and the corona.
think of Franz Liszt bent over
his keyboard, like a sapling
after a strong gust
Blind singer strums the strings
Calls his committed themes
Calm but as strong as a hawk
that mindlessly hot swath of February, blinking
stunned at its raggedy-ass self