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Whitman unwritten

Kevin Taylor
Member

since 1999-12-23

Posts 185
near Vancouver, BC, Canada

0 posted 2001-10-16 02:33 AM

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Go sing this Body
Of prose & my Soul - have them listen, (you were never alone)
Though nought returns
Or soon each cell marching
Marking it's line of emptiness - just so - this song will end
(Confusing comet ice, constellations, Van Allen skies, abandoned seas)
And gleam glidden, you
Anon as borrowed prose - and last as next to gone,
Echoic of cell and souls, release your sounds

Below and anon
As above

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Kevin

"Poetry is, at once, what you get... and how you get there."

[This message has been edited by kevintaylor (edited 10-16-2001).]

Not A Poet
Member Elite

since 1999-11-03

Posts 3885
Oklahoma, USA

1 posted 2001-10-16 09:47 AM

Hi Kevin,

I have to admit that you blew this one right over my head today. But it's good to see you back. You haven't been around, this forum anyway, for a while.

Thanks for writing,
Pete

Kevin Taylor
Member

since 1999-12-23

Posts 185
near Vancouver, BC, Canada

2 posted 2001-10-16 12:54 PM

Ah well... esoteric references to Whitman are probably not the best way to reintroduce myself. Skip it. I'll post an abstract piece instead.. LOL

Kevin

"Poetry is, at once, what you get... and how you get there."

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