April 17, 2006

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                     Bird and Lil Wonder Through Words Again

  
  

          "There is no one else on planet earth I could do this with"  Bird. 

  
  

  Relatively new readers - These pieces develop line by line (sometimes word by word) as bird and I  throw them back and forth to each other in IM, almost always late at night. And, almost always, we get into a sort of "zone" and frequently can anticipate each other's turn of phrase and sometimes feel like we are using telepathy, especially towards what will become the "end" of the piece...  

  
  

  This one was a line by line one (you've seen the first verse before).  Mild editing, including adding line breaks and removing two lines that just didn't flow, mean you can't tell who is writing what by counting lines. 

  
  

  This is a truly wonderful way to play -

  
  

  Moving
  In time's delegated spaces

  
  

  Leaving
  Fermenting
  Sweet and lonely traces

  
  

  Folding and scolding
  In upon themselves
  Like haiku

  
  

  Forever evering,
  I find you

  
  

   

  
  

  In evening,
  Believing in landscapes,
  And horizons

  
  

  At dawn,
  Believing in bright,

  
  

  Receiving fantastic light dances

  
  

  We fall

  
  

  Into carbonated water

  
  

  Mixed into a froth with clouds

  
  

  Effervescent and top coming.

  
  

  We rise,
  Lifted by bubbles,
  And dance

  
  

  Tickled in pink,
  To primordial

  
  

  Sounds and songs,

  
  

  Stages and pages

  
  

  Forever.
  
  

  
  

  Then, reading the rites,
  Carrying the stones,

  
  

  Watching for runes telling of joy,

  
  

  We find a new air,

  
  

  Breathed accidentally,

  
  

  Impeccably true,

  
  

  For you and I
  And I and you 
  He and she and it

  
  

  If they dont quit the dance.

  
  

  (I know I wrote this

  
  

  For I and you)

  
  

   

  
  

  In open, of memory

  
  

  Clear and wide
  And sometimes blue,

  
  

  Cast through dark secrets
  Into light and dance

  
  

  And effervescent laughter

  
  

  We find rafters of straw. 
  Crumbling in winter's thaw 

  
  

  The rafters fall in spring

  
  

   

  
  

  In the back of the heart

  
  

  Murmurs and blood

  
  

  Carry us forward

  
  

  No looking back

  
  

  No lost tomorrows.

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

  pearlbamboo

  
  

   

  
  

  copyright  e.p. hodges

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