(Detail from) Blue Night Nebula
-Anthony Grootelaar aka MyMonkeyMind
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- moons long borne
- out into bright cosmic night
- on mechanical cresting recollections’ waves
- of first sound,
- spiraling univalve,
- ever recurve, recurse
- a course trailing after
- rocks, after suns
- phi fie fo to the fum!
- pearl-whirled strings astrum,
- whing high,
- hum low…
- as beaded harp abacuses
- in susurrus, in media res,
- and it is time they sing
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