Posts Tagged ‘ starlight ’

A Longhouse Birdhouse: RE-READING GEORGE OPPEN ~

Waking Who Knows

 

the great open

doors of the tall

buildings and the grid

of the streets the seed

is a place the stone

is a place mind

will burn the world down alone

and transparent

will burn the world down tho the starlight is

part of ourselves

_______________________
Primitive
George Oppen
Black Sparrow Press, 1978

 

 

 

Source: A Longhouse Birdhouse: RE-READING GEORGE OPPEN ~

Tarbox Ramblers – Mr Starlight

The voice is fading., a poem by Scarecrow

The voice is fading.

 

Now pour those coins out of that cup,

fill it with wine!

 

You have already joined me.

 

And the roof is leaking starlight.

 

Do not fear the cold

nor the pitch ass blackness

 

setting in.

 

 

 

11.28.13

Scarecrow