POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg RAINDROPS, PHILOSOPHER STONE OF LIFE Drizzling pearlsOver the thirsty soilWash away the longingsBreath-feeding growth One by oneThey penetrate defensesFeigned weaknessDissolves, Becomes, one with the otherInvisible arms cradle the sodInvisible legs trod a webEvery step deliberatedReaching deeper and widerHolding the earth captiveIn a liquid spell…
POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg BLOODLINES Compass unseen of Should and of MustBorn of shared sorrows and ancestral dust Roots buried under the canopy of branchesExtending through time and space Intertwined in the bedrock of cultureTwo silent rivers in a verdant frameDraw life’s draught and ghosts of journeys past…
POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg BACK TO THE DRAWING BOARD This is a game I know too wellAs tides of faces turnAnd landscapes shift their hue An endless loop of farewellsJourneys, souls and settings anew Square One! A victorious defeatThe onset of Cathedrals attempting to riseOver the graves and…
POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg SPIRALS Where do they begin or end?How is your going around working for you?Around, and around, and around…Sometimes in crescendoOthers, diminuendoAlways out of hand The focus of attention is looking upward into the heavy disc of an unfathomable dimension crossing the skies of futility…
POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg RACH’S SECOND Never would I ever had imaginedThe journey on black and white keysThe cochlear ramp, to a kind of beautyTo impossible to fitWithin flesh and bones paralyzedby wonder of hands soaring beyond the skies He had surrender to the undertow of the subconsciousTo…