Title: A Wind In The Leaves
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Date: 12 Nov 14 (Wednesday in the AM)
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Time: Less than a minute
Replies: 9
Revisions: 35
Publicity: Workshop
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The news as it moves
Through the trees to the river
Turns into the specter
Of nothing to offer.

And the leaves on the path
Catch a spiraling wind
Coming carrolling out of a verse
Like a chorus from off of the Earth.

For a breakfast to go
Lemon, Old Overholt,
Cayenne, and one piece of toast

Blaring the Mazarin,
Tear into Philly by dawn.
Stop by the Oracle’s
Just to say, “What’s going on?”

She’ll say, “The Singularity is co-
Allescing from a wicked flow.
The only word you’ll ever have to know,
You will know.”

Now you’re wantin’ a coat
‘Cause the one you had spoke of war.
‘Twas a poserish cloak.
And it smelled like the floor.

Plus you’re needin’ a smoke
‘Cause the shmucks in your head are score.
And their screamin’ they’re woke,
So you march to the store.

Blue jay
In bare tree
From an open window streams
Boricua
Blooming.

Black squirrel
Nutty dream
Leaping in his sleep
Through the evergreen.

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 Author's voice in grey. 

  1. I’m not quite sure of the subject, where it started, where it goes, or even what it is. But the world it inhabits – a world of butterfly cause/effect – is vivid. It’s right here on the couch. Now it’s over there. Now outside my window.

  2. Agree with that analysis. It is vivid — in the vein of The Dematerialized Zone. Other worldly, yet made so finely of this world. Granular, yet cosmic. It is the wind itself, and what it can touch, like so much everything.

  3. The news as it flew
    Through the trees to the river
    Turned into the specter
    Of nothing to offer

    Ghostliness implies the presence of an absence; this implies the presence of something that never was – the ghost of nothing.

    Cool.

  4. Seeking counsel from @dolphin on this piece.

  5. I’ll tell you one thing – @falcon knows his way around a complete breakfast.

  6. Add the Overholt, skip the Ovaltine.

  7. @rooster – I’d like to close the stanza between ‘dawn’ and ‘stop’ but am unable on my phone. The format becomes problematic one way instead of the other.

  8. Real, vivid, felt — heard, smelled and tasted.

    I’ll always have a hard time with punctuation — I’m a minimalist in that and many other regards.

    But I think I cannot complain.

  9. Fixed the tenses.

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