Suites

Speculative moon
With its eye on the river.
So many stars treading water.
Long silver canoe
Rupturing time,
Rupturing space.
Speculative moon
With its eye on the river.

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Ocean of glory,
What is your nature?
"Ask the moon.
She is my master."
Moon! Oh moon!
What is the nature of the Ocean of Glory?
"To serve me."
The tide runs in,
The tide runs out.

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Invidious shadow
Of the ancient palm.
Is that blood leaking from the ground?
The storm-shattered country permits no exile.
The strange funk of this southern clay.

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Vestibule of light.
Mad woman!
She dances the tarantella.
Who is she?
Where did she come from?
Full moon shows through
Pale in the blue sky.
"We're expecting more of her kind."