Approbations 849
—after Chick Corea’s and Gary Burton’s Desert Air
Removed is
waste of improper levitation, of
a skeletal confinement producing aching
preludes
to be awarded thrust and devotional elements, alert
after an
interpretive dance of classical collocation:
gray
worship the
massive marble
illusion needs softened edges, perpendicular
to the oracle of water’s river
U-turn
atop self of a winding acclimation
ascending revolving molecules
deserting calamity and time
aching concern distant realm sans
vile indentation of whole illumination.
Approbations 850
—after John Abercrombie Quartet’s Sad Song
Given
the
hand
woven waves
trusting movement of articulating
focus, rushing
rise of modal
antediluvian paths altered
conceptual sacrificial hearsay, happenstance
endeavor, faculty of wisdom’s hiding altercation,
gone gone
a
partial absence
of the body’s relevant existence.
Approbations 851
—after Ralph Towner’s The Silence of a Candle
sole
fingering swell, tip
dissipating
reoccurrence, draws a window’s
tragedy of change
upon
opened reinvention
splaying an eye’s version of wanting
into a delicate composition of
elongated
twirl of a sensation’s
opaque
crepuscle.
Approbations 852
—after John Surman’s The Wanderer
Resolution maze
witness whiteness
of orange continued
morning boredom escapes intentional
an after virtue
faculty device
conjured octagonal carried shapes:
bird
squirrel
beetle
snake
version
interpretation
rendering
exhale
motional constructs
finding that fortunate endeavor
hoping promises
into an untruth relocation across
forehead of denial’s antiquated anomaly.
Approbations 853
—after Stephan Micus’ The Monk’s Question
why
does the name
of a moving quantity
require mans’ translation
descriptive devotional assurance
when
the movement
of an object’s naturalized fidelity remains
harmed though fundamentally void
of the reciprocating hate
to rename self
and
follow trails of the walking’s animated
unaltered
discovery
texts that change the conscious parameters of literature, both for readers and writers. from a different angle than these, r.p. blackmur adds: 'poetry: [is] ...language so twisted and posed in a form that...it adds to the stock of available reality.' formerly edited by peter ganick. send texts to Volodymyr Bilyk at ex.ex.lit@gmail.com for consideration...
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