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Tagged Blueshift Road, R Is the Artichoke of Rose, The Rusty Toque
Click the image below and go to p. 7 (for an enlarged view — so you can actually read the thing — click the white rectangular icon lower right):
Sugar Beach is my second chap from rob mclennan’s Above/Ground Press (the first was 2011’s If Leaf, Then Arpeggio). This one’s a two-fer — it contains minimalist poems from my manuscript R Is the Artichoke of Rose as well as material from the cosmic peregrinations of Blueshift Road, a work in progress.
Endless Regression of Heavens
Glaciers dribble foreign rocks
as dawn releases chicory blue.
Its fickle hues waltz round equator,
spool, top, dizzy moon, gainlyas the patter of millipedes ruffling
toward a country with no flag
but fields of chicory blue. Horizon,
chromatic with moments. Whatof the next and the next, plunging
into myth evolving in the deeps?
Haunting the deeps while manning
the crow’s nest? With each finiteduration we arrive closer by half
to a famished constellation,
blinking beast perpetually devouring
a platter of chicory blue.
Posted in poetry, poetry magazine, poetry press
Tagged Blueshift Road, Camille Martin, Dusie, poem, poetry, rob mclennan
Rogue Embryo 