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CIRQUE
Robert Fagen
Milkweed Field An auction of stolen light seizes the never-ending. Anything can wheel and curve if it has green in its veins. Rise if you will, drop if you will, watch, something moves nearer. It grows over stone, it knocks and pauses at the edge. It is not to blame. It knows only shadows and the tense certainty of florets endlessly repeated.
Drops on Pink Petals
Susan Biggs
Barbara Flaherty
The Seduction of Walrus Walrus hide is thick in old males. With their broken tusks and balloon cheeks they bob on the water or haul themselves with effort onto ice floe or barren rock. With their broken tusks and balloon cheeks walrus appear out of the sea ill at ease heaving with effort onto ice floe or barren rock to rest and breathe the air they need. Walrus appear out of the sea ill at ease heaving into the deep, beneath the waters, underneath. To rest and breathe the air they need they must endure lumbering awkwardness. Into the deep, beneath the waters, underneath they are the grace of birds in air and then once again they must endure lumbering awkwardness. Do not be fooled by walrus.
Dream
Kay Haneline
They are the grace of birds in air and then once again, there is a certain drum beat can you feel it? Do not be fooled by walrus. They pull you underneath. How will you breathe? There is a certain drum beat can you feel it tugging at your feet, your belly, your heart, your groin. They pull you underneath. How will you breathe after your spirit dances heaving you into the deep?