The
Fall
And all things fade
and so we fade and fall
the planets fall
as the sun cools down
as the oceans boil
and the birds go down
as their feathers burn
and the bones go to ground
where the earthworms go
to swallow and be swallowed
and the fossils turn
to liquid from solid
where no light ever goes
where the dark kills shadows
and the distant parts
of the cosmos grow cold
and nothing expands
and the vacuum goes on
where all things fade
there must we go
where all things fade and fall
Song
for a New Year
Much
is learned
as
much as was forgotten
each
time we heard
every
time we opened
ourselves
and our houses again
to
the ones we depend on
but
not for our cheer
not
for the bread or the butter
but
for the heart they supply
in
its spillage and fire
in
its defiance of death
for
the dance
we
make from sleep to eternity
Before
the fast
We
dig deeply
and
deeply we delve into the outside world
we
tear and gorge on it
we
eat
and
we drink of the blood of the root
this
gross phenomenon
we
become one with it
for
one night at least we take its shape on
free
the belly
unbelt
the buckle
give
ourselves over to our beastlier side
with
tooth and knuckle
until
we are sick with it
until
we are drunk on that power we will
never
possess
never
will we match it
in
its voracity
never
can we be so self-contained
as
to eat our own tails
and
so we turn
as
all things eventually must to their source
we
sit in quiet
we
make prayer to the dead of night
we
make common cause with the moon
hang
our heads
in
the face of the sun made humble
we
expect only darkness to come
and
we reflect
Stray
rabbit
I
don't mind change
I
adapt to most conditions
give
me time
a
bit of space
I
can make the best of most situations
I
can take
to
the worst conversations
and
turn them round
I
don't mind a little trouble
on
the odd occasion
I
can play
dance
the devil's advocate
flirt
with convention
if
you like
chasing
rabbits
into
the break of day
or
I can go
quietly
to
ground
balanced
as the dawn goes
away
any
time you say
Devil
Net
Be
not frightened children
I
am here
there
is no sign of sandman
he
is nowhere near
let
your dreams be untroubled
may
your sleep stay untouched
let
the night pass as gentle
as
the moon is clear
I
am watching
the
air as it folds around us
I
am monitoring the fields
leapfrogging
fences
fashioning
fresh devil-nets
from
sticks and vines
and
nobody is creeping up
on
you tonight
nothing
will get past these lines


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