TWO

POEMS

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 White Star Dark

When I look in the night sky you are still there

Pale towards dawn; edged black, like your hair:
In the flow of our friendship it became normal
For you to set, rise and disappear.

There are flaws in the spacetime, and with verve

Dark engulfs you, loves swerve;
Maybe theres a shower of galaxies, quarks
Featureless existence rock-veined with hearts marks:
Anythings possible at this distance, with these intimacies

Yes, beyond my life and yours you are:

My life locked in orbit with great portent to a white star.
 The Glittering USB

Even though it is night the coldness is gone

And that black cloud, passing in the afternoon
Is lifted! How I hate the afternoon.

When respectable folk settle to man-made tasks

And the clock, with a weary drag
Delivers only what one asks

I much prefer the night of Eliots kings

 Here much of the perturbation of the cosmos
Becomes visible, strange skeins and rings

Transformations of outer and inner stars

Transfiguration of life-long-borne scars
Transliterations of enigmas coded beyond sense
Revelations as to where were going, and whence.

Yet, beyond my life and yours you are:

My life locked in orbit with great portent to a white star.