Hunters In The Dark Wood ~ A Poem by JP

Long, at last, The Vostok had pierced the darkness
and thrust Yuri into the firmament;
We leapt from spherical craft to the vault
of heaven, and waded ourselves in a bit
with legs new formed like a tadpole in morph.

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Calliope

Now rise to life again, sweet poetry!
She is chief among my muses this art.

Let Calliope go and sign her song
Her old wisdom knows not a passive note.

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Apples

If I gaze at an apple
and smoke with a shaman
who plucks with bended knee
the apple red of famous mythology

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All the World is a Common Thing

I woke in twilight’s magic hour,
between the pitch of night,
pulled down over the land and sky

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The Hazel Tree – version 2

We do not know exactly what is believed
until the moment it is placed at feet,
there is either faeries at the bottom,

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The Hazel Tree

With roots extending to the underworld
the hazel at the borders hides fairies,
and all creation is astir.

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