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>> Landscapes <<

Rumbling distant memory reaches Shaded bogs, beclouded beaches, Hedgerow intimations, Silent machinations of the Bladderwort Beneath a Kestrel floating long, Escort of a midday moon, All to an impetuous Curlew song. From both bright and hanging weather Reflections painted all together Psalms of piled dry stone's flight To oblivion's vanishing point. Muddied muddle of yearn's disjoint My ache, a canvas I anoint. Across broad ground of emereaud Scratched with streaks viridian Pull lazy pools of mellow blue Meandering waters winding through Lemon spatter Asphodel Madder Ragged Robin's blush Lift slender distant Alder forms Arrow dragon Chaser's rush Carmine Emperor flits the crimson ling Rouging nearly everything. As zinc white clouds of cotton grasses Angels dance with mossy sashes Stippled ochre Sundew feeding Birch in distant forms retreating Perfumed reminiscence Culled from darkest deepest essence Art of dream of sate, of teases, She comes to me on gentle breezes.