Tag Archives: Orion

Loose Thoughts Caught on a Silver Slow-Stitched Thread

.. Listen, here is the thing we might whisper to your waiting ears if you let us; the picture we might paint for you of future endings and un -endings, the case we should argue for the brilliance of forbidden … Continue reading

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16 new ways of looking at the moon

{for she is ever, always, my favorite.} i. she’s a hush-hush hum in a clandestine sky, a whisper in the spiral ears of stars. ii. she’s the smudge-sketched thumbprint tintype of some long -gone goddess. iii. don’t stop looking for … Continue reading

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Orion’s Wheel

…. We steal celestial moments, thread our words through belt loops touched only by gods light years away. We call names. Fall apart. Whistle and wait for the echo of our own syllables. The stars are pin-prick cat prints on … Continue reading

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The Eschatology of Stars

.. Orion’s got a limited number of belt loops. We’ve confirmed. So if you find yourself just spinning around out there in the middle of all that black scrimshawed sky, buckle your seatbelt, ……………and bring a flashlight.   ..

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eyes and arms and heart wide open

(the vigilance of stars)   .. well. i think we might just have something here, lost in all this blue. do you remember the way the earth swelled when you smiled? the wild heart abandon of that breeze? i’ll ask … Continue reading

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beg and bartered glow

open sesame that moon, she’s posing as a bowl of milk, the open -ing rind of a sweet can’t -aloupe, arresting of tongue but stilted and squat in its own lack of light. familiar, this. mercy flowing, served up among … Continue reading

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bury the thought

.. the one caught in heart and craw, the raw ache that takes your breath. bury it high in star- stung sky, let Orion belt- beat it to death.   ..

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