Warren Falcon

Spartanburg, South Carolina, USA
Warren Falcon
Spartanburg, South Carolina, USA
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Confusing Thumbs For Radiance, A Childhood

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An idiot squared,
the schoolchild slowly
counts thick fingers.
Starts over and over
confusing thumbs for radiance.

He leaps beyond sums burning
through a window framing numberless
blue scansions turning over
wing by wing.
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Confusing Thumbs For Radiance, A Childhood
Friday, May 11, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: memoir
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My first UFO encounter with symbols (behind my head) . I loved that cowboy shirt too. What, uh, about 7 years old? I seem to have squinted alot as a child/teen though my vision was good but my gaze then and now was inner. The outer world was just too frickin' much for me to see unless I was alone, away from people, and spiriting/sporting with tree and stream and mountain devas (and at night, the star ones, my flash light in hand signalling to the UFO S-O-S S-O-S...big mistake! come get me outta here NOW NOW NOW) . Found Carl Jung early though...and mystics all sorts gathering dust in Carolina libraries on shelves out of reach but reach I did, by gods, and still do. Squint squint and wink wink. The joke is on existence itself, the leela dance and laughter of Coyote (it's a tipee behind me in the pic) hecking and wrecking 'is rod through me...
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