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Ehehe... my vile corruption of a breathless quote by that ballerina in Pedro Almodovar's "Talk to Her"... from the earth the ethereal, from beasts flowers, and from man woman and vice versa...
Something Lovely
Wednesday, April 19, 2006


Dog-Day Afternoon

It was so long ago now
I remember still
Marbles across the marbled floor
They were dragonflies’ eyes
Spitting blue fire

I had the conception of planets
I imbued my orbs with a child’s
Power. Full-bodied, in rows
They rolled in to each
Other. Wisely I bent intent -
Made them brilliant black holes
In the malt-light, moist silence
Of a dog-day noon

They melted the sun
Shifted the rays through their
Bodiless winged-worms’ eyes
So the floor, cooling, glowed with
The candy-litter incandescence
Of curly insect piths

A boy made a beginning
When marbles played
on marbled veins,
Spouting dragonflies -

I remember
But it was so long ago now
When the light was malt
And dappled with silence.
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