As/Is

1.20.2005

there is nowhere lost singing
heart songs

millions falling in the street
singing dreams

one of one
looking for the we being the one
singing
the invisible
snapped kite string
snapped invisible
between
the matter kingdom
lost invisible
sitting
in chatter
floating river
singing

all is good
all is possible
lost singing
somewhere
lost nowhere

posted by kari on Thursday, January 20, 2005

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this song takes a breath then another and takes the reader's breath a breath away from hers. it sings its song on the awkward precipice of something else. call it prose, but it hesitates at the edge, backing off into song, melopoeia. dance of numbers on the edge of a spoon.

# posted by  Anonymous on 12:40 PM

 

'snapped kite string' that snapped pulled my hearing strings. the snap sound the yanking of it, heard by this reader, millions. again a breath on second reading.

# posted by  Anonymous on 12:42 PM

 

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