an experiment in permaculture poetics

 


One

 

 

we have been in scientific studies

 

down towns    sub urbs    square fields    high ways

 

we found miniature pears, apples, and cherries to eat

 

 

 

a bed, a composting toilet, a desk and a bath

 

                   a tense buzz of birds

 

                                      warming to the mineral taste

 

                                                  around which violets gathered

 

 

 

     rhythym the yeses back

 

     atmosphere's ripe with nutrients

 

     this off camber falling

 

 

 

rough and arbitrary hardnesses

 

                 we sleep as the dust of the mountain

 

                                    left out on a mountainside at birth

 

 

 

in a time when time was

 

         among yellow flowers:

 

it's not snowing yet, it's wind in your ears

 

            

 

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Spiral Orb is an experiment in juxtaposition, interrelationships, and intertextuality—a cross-pollination. This opening poem composts fragments from each of the pieces in Spiral Orb One. Standing both as the opening poem and as the table of contents, each line is embedded with a hyperlink to its original poem. Once at each poem, you will find links to the other poems in Spiral Orb One. Anticipate the poems making contact with one another in an odd and perfect manner.

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