Dog goD 8Hate
East Liberty - Poem by Dog goD 8Hate
Axiomatic, your invariable response,
'what is the relevance of here? '
This, sacred sphere in infancy,
a place where perception first saw -
people appeared, nature...things.
Dogs, cats, and gnarly old horses
pulling old-doddering carts
they, adorning idiomatic garb,
still reminiscent in the 40s.
Stark, emanating character,
nature, and earthy being;
The old Pittsburgh and a regional essence -
a prevailing spirit designated and solely there...
CURIOUS MYSTICAL WONDER; and then...
several years later, and into my 30s,
a vision so singular in character,
an inestimable explosion so overwhelming -
beatific splendor -
I shan't presume and define...
maybe the word...
Something QUITE obscure
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