Alejandro Jodorowsky – Dancing Poems (in English and Spanish)

The senses continually give what they receive / The world is modeled according to the way you think.

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Kind act pleasing perfume / glass of water poured unmanned / pure liquid is like the soul / created by the thirst of another benefit.

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The reality is embodied illusion / Birds sing because we believe in them / produce the melody between the two / eternity without them is not.

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I speak from the darker / Site Lamp From the river / takes the magic of life is the encounter with the countless deaths.

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Things are from the moment that we call our / discard them possess is / is in giving that you get.

cumbria caravan , eastern view

Chris Lawrence Phoneography

4:30am

spelltime hour of silence

light defaces the sky

and sun confronts glass,

i am a discordant instrument

out of tune,

field and track make profiles

in the light,

rabbit flashes white tail

crows beckon with raw calls,

everyone is sleeping,

alone without cellphone coverage

or far reaching internet,

my problems an essential alphabet

to be categorized and processed

without many answers,

flushed with a sense of panic

brighter light folds about me,

besides dad gone since january

people move about my head

reaching for my attention

often stumbling,

sipping coffee

i asked them to be patient

my service was slow

attention would come

from the sleep abandoned

most awake now,

allowing the light to reach my retina

but there it stopped,

inside was still a bleak landscape

of whatever,

and i had not cleaned it up yet

 

no more dirty shoes

moon leaves hoofprint clouds

as with horses it races,

old stars more than pieces of rock

show somber interest,

there would be no more

shallowness to  the sun,

as on earth below

with fingers in urn

scattering ashes

feeding eternal foliage,

those hoofbeats drummed your name

quick reflection passing over water

ashamed moon hides,

the longness of souls given to solitude,

ashes scattered in arcs

summer has laid it’s green pasture

as darkness fills the air

fireflies imagined appear

wishing for a net to catch them in

and crush with celestial hammer,

empty urn falls

shattered by hoofbeats,

damp meadow reveals the place

you began,

ambiguous shadows almost bestial,

tears make streets upon your face

all that could be over was,

coming with dust, dreams and flesh

the enchanted

and persistent stars

incredible saboteur

bones where our fathers sleep

forgotten beneath the stairs,

theater of the virgin daughter has begun

left the abyss

rode naked beneath a harvest sky,

flowers once cast upon the river

caught by rising fishes

their illiterate world

tensed and sure,

this has to be the darkest season

of blood not drawn by knife

but fear of the morning hill,

normal day without monsters

forged on sleeping mental despair,

no amount of her is aimless,

violets had been crushed on the lawn

buzzards had become trapped in

rivers sediment,

wrapped in fabric woven with

delusion and anagrams of what

love should of brought,

bands of gold encircle retinas flourish,

she has found a new way

more than chromosomes shared with

other mammals,

she raises a visible alarm,

society dissected under assured touch

and found the moon wanting,

no more to be buried side by side

eternal would be joy and dance,

then we sleep

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horizons last echo

april sky so soon

drifting on a serpents tail,

leave things unsaid

as land sloop nods it’s sails

passing by

current winds darkly,

past rises and falls

heart regains soft perfume

and patient curve of dreams,

the dose of milky words is measured

and watch strong veins yield,

fertile nymph swift winged

with gentle reprimand and sweet caress

each phrase an anchor

she is the earth i sought

connect and chains alike rendered

into length across the gulf

range to stars and hand shaped sun,

beam downward facing light

it’s shift as hot  as a hammer strike,

layers heat stripped back

pool of her shine

into a naked dance

witnessed by constellation

who appraised and agreed,

becoming fugitives

beyond a shouting earth

we fled on the arch

of freedoms ray

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