Poem: Blurred

 

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night falls till there is no dark.  each star fluid as a young child's stare into a glitter-spark waterfall of sundrops swept by cascades of leaves; a crossroads where songbirds perch in the kiss of Hesperus and Phosphorus; where moths and bees foam in fusions of noon and witching hour.  here Phoenix pirouettes with Nightingale; and earth-bent roots curl through wisps of meteor and struts of comet. 

 Here.  This Joy.  This Beginning.  This End.

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2/19/24 ... super difficult poem, should never have wrote it

2/2/24 ... mods

10/1 ....  took out a word

8/18 ... took out a word

5/21 shortened second phrase

5/6 "to" replaces "in"

5/3 significant mods a couple hours after posting