how did it begin anyway
this love of sound and words and rhythm
and word painting?
did a bunch of perhaps thirteen men and women
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even the word beauty
and the words truth
and life and soul are not enough
(and no matter what word, idea or concept
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when I turned round the corner
walking alone, walking light
the moonlight spread over the open patch
and the coiled snake
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we have written so much
we have said so much
we have discoursed so much;
most fervently, most convincingly
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can you see the whole
of Michelangelo’s David
see the creation of it
see its beauty?
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you know I slept
twenty years
and woke to find
all things changed
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(1) a cat's tale
Grandad Cat
curls his tail
and wants to tell a tale
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All's hush and quiet
in the bathroom
and things start
to talk to one another
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I walk alone now
unlike as in the days of long ago
when there was company and the crowd
and there was clamor and noise…
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‘My, my, ’
said the wolf one day
seeing its long shadow on the ground.
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