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Light Has Fallen
06:17
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in the length of daylight's strip
territories long and grey
downward through the valley
lie the shards of lighted gloom
light has fallen
but it cannot grip the pastures
and its shores grow blue
the sun is leaving me here
the foam of dark waves on the soil
run toward the pink sky
for there are deep pools here
where founts of cold reside
light has fallen
waist-deep in the pasture
and against my burning legs
brushes the first smooth black fish
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2. |
In This Stillness
06:55
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holes in the cloth
seeds and grain fall from my sides
in the gloom my eyes
are black stones
but how they yawn for light
when silence grips its knuckles white
i hear gasping all around
nobody finds his treasure safe
in this stillness
the wider field
where a carcass glows
the wider field
is darker than the sky
on the wide crystal chandelier
with its jewels hanging upwards
toward the air
each one a world i do not spoil
a crushing beast with pity's stare
will charge at me until i am found
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my moving form
makes ugly knots in the wind
many long fingers bent in pain
the meadow, slick and sewn with frost,
ruined as my footsteps crush webs
into the marble
i curse myself and the warm steam curls
the moon's gaze is broken as i pass
and my shadow starves the moss of light
a sharp branch scrapes my cheek
pierced and stunned i frailly ask
was debt repaid?
slowly i am spurned
the branch had snapped
in the clearing light is low
and lower near the sulking brush
i lay down my things
i would bleed into the earth
if it would not break the silence
i would enter the ground if it would not make it warm
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4. |
Ice Knell
04:20
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you realize your hands are white
your life was spent in an effort
to keep ice from your face
you are sinking with the moon
it will go and you will stay
enough
lay down
no branches bleed
enough
you realize your hands are white
bells in the woods
who is ringing them now?
seasons will find you
enough
lay down
no branches bleed
enough
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5. |
Hammer Of Night
05:09
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as the hammer of night fell
i went down the hill
where the forest cleared
to see it touch the snow
like a barrel
i strained to see the shape
it moaned but would not be seen
when the light was gone
i went to where it had struck
a pit of ice had sunken
footholds smoothed from the walls
a hole aimed up
like a black pupil
too deep to see
with blue rippled walls
the air slid down
where the hammer of night fell
i lit a fire
and felt the dusting snow
beside me the flakes slid in
i fell asleep
by the pit of ice
soon i was climbing steps in a garden
with the smell of wet mud
toward a bull with no eyes
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on a day when the grey sky hangs
like the space between two boats
the cabin fills with smoke
my fire breathes and spits
as pines with lifted nets
stand cemetery solid in the snow
i never knew a word for this
the terror of the day
the cabin creaks and moans
the heart is in the air
from unseen holes, the flies
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