under wading sunlight i treaded
in dandelions, in daffodils
petals fill the horizon
with soft, tender distractions
and flurry round the unarmed skin
the worried vessel
with mirrored intents
stretching out into itself
so far as the mind can leave
in a certain state
of prismatic conscience
unaware yet in sync
with the incessant pulse
this force that moves me
wherever it was or could be
As usual, Kirby manipulates various interwar records to fit a cavalcade of emotional states: blissful (B1, E8), tragic (D2, D5), frantic (E1, E6), and just plain horrifying (F3, G1, H1, K1). gjoe52
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