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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535715" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Upon Kingfisher Wings - Letter 1 From Minimus Cast Out Into Space Praying Net Or Nest Catches</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">.<br>'The kingfishers! who cares for their feathers now? ' - Charles Olson</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>1</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, Minimus, launch forth regardless.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have right to dare my feeble casting<br>forth, and off, of fetters, the jellies of<br>sin, and sally, well, if not sally, to jostle <br>the crowd in the bus station to purchase <br>my escape to spacious...what? Space, <br>I guess, to dream outside of who I am or<br>of what I have become and can see in-<br>ex-or-ably, ably, I hope, written in stars <br>or just desserts, just well-dressed guesses <br>derived from stormy Herald's blurting, <br>O winking paradisio, distant still, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'To become men and not destroyers of the world'**</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I take my Pound with, old cantor, <br>no longer cantering but for us both<br>I now swagger, not to stake a grand <br>claim in turning the race, the species <br>other than to what it always was, ever <br>will be, grandiose, verbose, polyglottal <br>babblers rebutting halitose Death, <br>how big is the universe, <br>how we are all so small<br>sings it well, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The ant's a centaur in his own dragon world.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I live in presumptions of other life <br>that I will eventually live or be living<br>aware that I live presently as if this<br>being-lived life now is provisional, <br>that I shall one day be traveling or <br>well-traveled, living in some other land, <br>culture, having planted Odysseus's<br>oar there, fluent in tongue and lovers <br>of said land or if now said then perhaps<br>I may sing and say, bring new ships <br>into the leaner bay loaded with exotica <br>to otherwise, o land-locked, Reason, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'to begin with a swelled head and end with swelled feet.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">3</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That one day the book shall be written, <br>Odysseus come smiling through the door.<br>That I shall live forevermore free of provisions, <br>be delivered presently into good, rich life <br>and unto the richer world, my Lover, so long <br>turning turning turning in distance away from, <br>yet I manage a caress, a smooch which <br>neither dismisses nor fully embraces and <br>it is I that is and shall be erased into this Love <br>which shall then in time be erased as well <br>in the greater Sun and that Shining, too, shall <br>be erased. Then we shall all be scattered, <br>or I shall be only, embrace by embrace, <br>toward erasure no longer effortful. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I soft sift draft by draft rough toward world <br>now slowing in spite of parentheses these <br>provisional postulations of 'the good life' <br>to come. Eventually. There is only this <br>that I am living now. And my hands feel, <br>even perhaps are, strapped to this wheel <br>that turns me as turns Beloved Earth, <br>the Sun, too, each dreaming <br>near to but apart from each.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My reach is <br>here on my tongue, <br>in my fingers here <br>grasping words from mind.<br>I am ever behind in this chase, <br>now am further from Love, <br>space, than ever <br>though my heart <br>is swollen from <br>wanting It.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still, world, accept my blessing. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I send this message aloft on kingfisher wings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[All quotations in closed quotes are of Ezra Pound]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Warren+Falcon">Warren Falcon</a><div class=q>
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'The kingfishers! who cares for their feathers now? ' - Charles Olson


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I, Minimus, launch forth regardless.

I have right to dare my feeble casting
forth, and off, of fetters, the jellies of
sin, and sally, well, if not sally, to jostle 
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