The Orchid People
Firefly People
anxious with the thoughts of bare oceans
Age of Oceans
incandescent exposure
indecent
lovely confusion
lovely confusion on a summer night
Firefly Lanterns
The Sheerlings
To the secret poets of (the dusk)
Secret poets of the dusk
(To the) secret poets of the crushed shadows
Dusk-time Poets
The age of underexposure
The Firefly Poets: Secret people of the dusk
The Firefly People: Secret poets of the dusk
Sheerlings of the Dusk
Shearlings of the Dusk
Text, some original, most Carroll quotes:
…. on the beach in a snowless winter…
… anxious with the thoughts of bare oceans
that move in the thighs of an eventual sunlight
like bathers moving closer to their season
when again gulls perch in their lovely confusion
"alone," as now, the sand sifting through
your fingers like another's darkness. it's true,
you are always too near and I am everything…
you sit to have waves rush to your open hands
and you're surprised as cities grow there
have you seen the sculptor that makes reefs out of concrete statues? who casts likenesses out of concrete? and on their (concrete) faces grow corals of every color?
do you know?
sitting on the embankment of your mind, watching the fireflies converge, i opened my heart to you on a summer night
by the bioluminescent embankment the fireflies synchronize and i open
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