Jared Mulhair

@PoeticAdept

Candlelit conduit

The land before time
Vrijeme pridruživanja: veljača 2019.

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  1. Prikvačeni tweet
    22. lip 2019.

    Who is a poet but a yearning animal wading naked into a secret lake? What is poetry but the phosphorescent wake?

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  2. prije 5 sati

    the stink hits first & we all disperse as he lumbers in upon the squeal of his treasured cart— oak of a man long stripped of bark dangerous as the drizzle blanketing his bus stop tonight as he exits with a can a cashier lysols his wake & none of us have ever asked him his name

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  3. 4. velj

    she rummages in the corners in daylong pajamas & one sock gathering what we’ve forgotten & stuffing it all happily in her sack which was a crumpled paper bag headed to another littery corner of the planet before she rescued it too reminding the grownups what it means to play

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  4. 3. velj

    i‘ve stopped listening to any love thinner than the bluest moon-ripple of my inner riversong— why starve my ears of spirit? i’m now glistening with petal-blush innocence in a bloom-temple’s everliving singalong— dear stardust, can you hear it?

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  5. 3. velj
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  6. 2. velj

    life is what you naked if it ain’t yolk, don’t lick it an elixir is worth a mouth of birds no death for the liquid but love is quicker than water & time is of the effervescence so when your luck runneth clover take a lover & drown your questions

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  7. 30. sij

    i feel light on my language—neuronal tango spontaneously mending lexical anguish: coronal brainbow doubtfulness lain low by a valiant mouthful— spittle that anglo & tongue a more soundful lingo flamingo splatter the blankness with the vibrance of Van Gogh— open the damn : flow

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  8. 30. sij

    fists of winter wind swiftly pummel me humble— the river applauds

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  9. 29. sij

    just because i feel extraterrestrial doesn’t mean this bald rheumatic branch twisting past January to ice my temporary cheek does not evoke a pseudo fondness as if i were lucid amid a tremendous noon snooze on a neon shore of my first & final orb: Unencumbered Earth

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  10. 28. sij

    color me a soothsayer warning when environments are vicious navigating mood-craters hire me—your local optimystic seeking honey frequency pure manuka muzzle the bazooka scuba-diving naked in a school of barracuda zap a coulda woulda shoulda & you’re suddenly a buddha

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  11. 27. sij

    the body is a metaphor we have no bottle for— our glands are experiments in secret ions imagine a neighbor’s shadow negating your adversary is nothing in our ganglia flickering dangerously finally an effigy of every corner-bone we ultimately elbow our way to wisdom

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  12. 25. sij

    a dryadic ballad sung among the mallow rebirth of earthly balance a land no longer fallow emerald mallards settle in the shallows faerie & forest dweller hush the moment hallow we the silent pillars silhouette her as a halo a daughter now a mother in the moss amid the hollow

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  13. 24. sij

    lattice of matter atomic ikebana soul-petal pattern womb cherry breath bloom hollow body moon ladder ruby blood berry karma molecule candle under sandalwood mana plume monsoon cellular slantwise we flora borealis alien plant life

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  14. 23. sij

    if breath is the air-melt of icicles dripping us deeper into an undiscovered cave licked by flickers of our collective destiny— if the dreamiest dip of day is the river of lava you lather over me silently as we spoon a blue oblivion from a quarter-lit corridor— define sacred.

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  15. 23. sij

    there is giving & there is giving— when i cascade you with lung-snow what thaw of honeycomb will my tongue glow? a metabolic ritual the holy wonder-flow semiotic odyssey a body undergoes let the timpani crescendo a hundredfold we oval everywhere: planet cantaloupe

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  16. 22. sij

    cartoon a lacuna stencil an interval map a mind-gap: take a minute naked & intimate escape the flytrap hug a yoga mat grab a zabuton lay your spine back unravel inward melt your nostrils be the pine sap

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  17. 22. sij

    summon the turquoise promise of an afternoon slumberless earthjoy crumbling macaroons over the ravenous trout of a black lagoon those cavernous mouths: how the hominids tremble & laugh at our doubt valley your dimple we hid from the rigmarole life was so simple

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  18. 21. sij

    dear bedazzling transformation: at every turn we miracle-hungry masses hover in your wake gulping up your glow puddling in your gaze yet we fight the flash of death rather favoring a tepid oblivion: half-alive without trying & so our human question— can we die without dying?

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  19. 20. sij

    i once had a hunch enshrapnel my scapula in ossified throbs of forfeit fluidity & splintered intuition— possibilities are the archways of our cells until they topple in the deadweight of self-doubt: stony enemy of flow— so i sink the grail of my body deep within love’s alluvium

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  20. 15. sij

    my shell of a thesis cracked from lack of cosmic logic succumbs to a telekinesis: tide-electrified nostalgia drumming the delicate sequence of oceanic algae-rhythms— how do we measure allegiance to an ever-dissolving wisdom? life eluding reason like a cell without a prison.

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  21. 12. sij

    the brush of your hand a confession of minerals— the flush of my glands a dilation of heaven & our hush is a hymnal you glittered my plan as i floated ephemeral— my catamaran in the doldrums of hope till you unlocked the liminal my chemical clusters combust i flip superluminal

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