Consciousness, Literature and the Arts
Archive
Volume 8 Number 1, April 2007
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A Hurricane of Words
by
A hurricane of words
comes whirling from the sea of idea.
It seizes my life with unrelenting power,
rips from my hands all other things I love,
forms me faithful to that fine wind.
Matter and energy hurtle down around my ears
and secure me beneath the broken pieces
of rooms and buildings.
Patches of perfume scatter,
laughter leaves without an echo.
My own new deluge splashes from my mind,
floats me in the sweet liqueur of satisfaction.
In odd munificence words
which brook no barriers
wash me into still clear waters
beside bright clean meadows.