V.13

The way the world works is different
each day, i see new shadows bloom
and then germinate, I suppose
a lot in this explanation

and so of course I must admit
exceptions to everything said.
like the overheating light is
the exception to the sun’s warmth

of character. i admit that
one point of view is not enough
to view the other points, that is
if you want to create pure space

to breathe. If you make exceptions
by habit, soon you will see that
simple graces of the sun rise
are an exception to the dark

and everything will deafen you
with magnitude. I have a cup
of mint tea every now and then.
My body thinks that everything is

a treat, and surely exceptions
can be thought up to that as well.
but what am i saying? something.
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Sun Paean

Gracious sun who flies
freewheeling
without weight
being weight
and light itself

Generous sun, who
with patient defence
has mechanised us
from the infinites
with infinites
with infinite patience

Great sun here is my appeal;
It is not enough that you should set
do not be so humble
Shine all day and beyond –
erase the night so I may
awake and fall sleeping
to your light through
the thick blinds in soft covers
in living blankets
of sublime furriness

These warm nights
which feel so odd, knowing
you are close
the air rings with tension
while the bins are emptied
what rhythmic trundling

Giant sun, simply ride the horizon
like a carousel
bucking up and down
on the plastic horse of the hills

Your twilight is gold
I purchase lightness with
Oh gracious sun