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the light weaves water into ice from
the sea where 8 rivers run
a series of pontoons protons and plateaus (games and moods?)
the Kalmucks neural firing
contains preservatives and invention (intervention?)
apricot hills, mountain peach, arboreal rice
here at Earth's top you can see (me & you?)
the glistening world — lights and traffic in endless chains
of rice bead grains
there the settled and unsettled live in a state of
many positions (positrons)
Yakultic poets drew on unusual landscapes
visited by early explorers travelling
the Travnik highway
the first through virgin snow in search of booty (beauty?)
tracked by wolves
they left litters of having been poop
their male-coats studded
their shields shining waxen with arctic ice
those believing in the house knew its walls would
crack on such foundation
in another poem a cosmic
Lenin's death is viewed as an event which
disturbs the course of nature
Joe Meek dictates! Telstar
he heard voices
every house bugged
Ulrike working for the Stasi?
where the Tsar of the Sea's home is only an izba or hut
William dictating to Dot on craggy hillsides
a kind of hovel unlike the houses of rakes
ceilings painted like the sky
the Yakults have little experience
of this because they dwell in remote parts
their doors hangings of bear pelt
but 7 men could not open them
the bolts to their minds made of larch
Joe could read the future in Kutune Shirka
he lived over a handbag shop all his
life until he received supernatural promptings
to travel aboard
zigzagged as fence rain
and catch a golden otter
put cream and sugar in it
this is Kara-Kirghiz tea
Russian tea is different
Russian pots do it in the stockyard with a trowel
turning east to pray
Lenin began his day like any other bogatyr with tea
(not White Russian)
however Lenin did not say morning prayers
Dawn's roseate fingers before him blood blistered
the Emperor is lying in honey-mead (sweet-tongued by Rosie Dawn)
and spiced pear fixed to the end of the moon (a moan?)
he's laced a pot with linen(?) seed
her breath the evening's fragrance sends
scent to heaven there