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Dalia

The following was at one point the beginning of the poem I posted as "Seventeen galaxies ago there was a meteor-strike," but then I did some cutting:

This sweet Hippocrene pouring forth atop Mount Helicon
reduces and sharpens,
agrees us in this hollow trough.
We speak closer on this plane that meets us,
unifying irony, anguish, delights, and unspoken, purple-mouthed truth.

Following smiles will be knowing;
Here we are in the tubes worth knowing;
Beneath the salted snow in the vast empire,
Gatherings of milk-skins are set before the tables.

If it doesn’t strike us, it soon will,
And we are petering, teetering forward
Unto the great white depth
Ever before, with great spidered ironies

Like a rock-solid mold we want to run like the cheetah;
We once withheld this plot,
But now, now straightforward,
The never-ending piecemeal,

We can feel free to go unchallenged,
Marked smarted by those who know.

We find dilapidated mineshafts
And squeeze tunnels through where they wouldn’t be meant to meander;

______

Now I have this, which seemed to want to follow the above:

We’ve got cherries and bunting,
Bunt cake for the ride;
I haven’t made certain what the time will be,
But we can feel electricity shock through us
Like electric needles piercing our veins
We elapse forward and scurry back.

Nine times out of ten
We have a candle illuminating it for us
Yet we lag behind,
Adventuring ever forward as though we knew naught.

I don’t know how to hurry out of here,
But if there was a pleasant theme tune I would hum it;
As we carry on
Baskets and scenery
Heralds and clauses

Fairly missing in the sadscape
Hurtling before us like a rocket disaster
Deadbolt nine millimeter

We call it the coming and going,
The talking from east and west,
The nonchalant city brights
Ashen to our call;
It started with him and we have this world
We can’t come to a conclusion
We shall come to it at another time.

______

Does it work? Or better to re-arrange the first part with "Seventeen galaxies ago there was a meteor-strike?" Or...? Suggestions/re-arrangements/re-mixes encouraged.

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12/31/2008 12:42:00 AM



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