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say i
& you too

like mad
we wandered
to god

& asked it to appear
& so it soul-sprouted out of earth
or spilled all star-dusted from heaven
or emerged from a gang of goliath worms

& was so splendidly riddled with prisms
or not

we saw god in marvelous feathers
of flaking gold or seven robes
of mica or divinely impoverished
with a putrid buzzard’s beard
or whatever
we were destined
to perceive

our phantoms of truth be
so distinctly two of these
that they must eventually
become one


down inside the kuk, kuk & skow
crackling out each green heron beak
is a different sort of time
or now than is

grown within the roh-roh-roh & awk
of every great blue one


deep within a claw of bear
black & river-blessed
exists a unique air
of holy space
which is oh-so-never
alike that which is

sewn within a talon of owl-bird
silent & flying ready-spread
with fiery night-sky eyes


far along the sweet flag
patch of summer swords
withered & seeds to set
weathers a certain wind
distinct from that which is

long atop & whistling
within the tower-tree hickory
fluttering leaves
& trembling nuts
& squirrels
& nuts again

ah, but each of these
must also be very much
the samethings

mortal somethings
which arise from
infinite grains

of nothing

& again.
well, this is the first poem i have written to completion in years. i do not expect to be as prolific as i once was, but i am writing again. it seems like my style has picked up where it left off.

i am not sure why i am posting it here, to be honest, but i think i know why.

it is because someone out there has been wanting to read this for a long time.
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Daily Deviation

Given 2013-12-26
nonculture Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2014
Your introspection has a new voice after these years.  Your frailty of the human condition, and along with it the disconnect from nature which could be the cause of our inner voids, has a new perspective.  Encores requested, and I hope you can find the inner peace we all seek. 

Once you do, start a religion.
pomohippie7 Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2013   Writer
Your wonderful work has been showcased here:
BatmanWithBunnyEars Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013   General Artist
:iconthinkingplz: As a math enthusiast, the title really got my attention.  If you approximate a curve with straight line segments, it does become a smooth arc as the number of segments approaches infinity.  I can't say I understand all the imagery, but it got me thinking, and I guess that was the point.  I like the "or" verses toward the beginning; it was almost like a choose your own adventure.  Instead of picturing on exact sequence of events, I imagined a superposition (Yay for quantum mechanics!) of all of them blurred together, leaving only the mood in focus.
ShadowedAcolyte Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013
I enjoyed this immersion into abstraction, rooted as it is in concrete nature. Thanks for sharing.
delta7Xx Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013
there is no such thing as a straight line, a ark is a line.
a line is a concept which includes an infinitely-extended one-dimensional figure with no curvature

Why they are round

It is infinite and therefore it cannot have a point of origin or endpoint.
in turn, it also cannot point in any given direction, and the only thing that gives a 1 dimensional figure its semblance of existence is it’s sense of direction.
The only shape in existence that has no specific point of origin or endpoint is a circle or a sphere.
These are also the only shapes in existence that cannot point in a given direction.
Therefore, there are 2 remaining possibilities, either lines do not exist, or they are round.
Euxiom Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013
I definitely liked this. :)
LostGryphin Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Congrats on the DD.  <3
Lintu47 Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Congrats on the DD :dalove:
Have a nice day and Happy Holidays :santa:
substanceabuse Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2013
I equate you with a wild bear-man, roaming the woods, looking for his next meal and showing the world that everything doesn't have to be so complicated, that life is what we let it be and that

this city air is poisoning the people that pretend to thrive in it.

"mortal somethings 
which arise from
infinite grains

of nothing

& again."

Cycles of life, repeat stuttered mutters
yet every face feels 
getbeneathmebird Featured By Owner Nov 10, 2013
hello there nic. long time! i tend to be much calmer than a wild bear-man might suggest, but the sentiment seems spot on. i appreciate the compliment. :)
substanceabuse Featured By Owner Nov 11, 2013
You are welcome.  I always greatly appreciated that part of you.  It reminds me of how it felt living in the natural wild as opposed to this forest of highways and fast food shitholes.

You're in Tennessee now, right?
getbeneathmebird Featured By Owner Nov 14, 2013
not these days. l moved to washington state from tennessee & lived there a year. then spent a year in asheville, nc in the mountains while going to herbal medicine school. now i call home the piedmont of north carolina, in between the mountains & the coast. & bad at all. :)
milksop Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2013
absolutely picking up where you left off, wherever that off happened to be. Initially I am just really pleased, to echo a similar statement of yours, to be reading your work again. I feel the cool breeze coming off a swift stream, wound its way through deciduous trees and ferns, my northwest mind always goes to moss too, when I am so pleasantly transported out of myself. You have continued over the years to chisel your work down to the gorgeous fragility of the essential. I think, personally, that the pursuit of that simple tenant, reducing down, cutting the unneeded, usually leads to the sublime. Every sentence and stanza is loaded with meaning, and its so sharp you almost cut yourself on the line break. 

I am rereading it here and I love the central message, it really hits my worldview right on the head. your structuring with the "so", and that switch between extremely common language or structuring, a conversational tone balance between an extremely evocative descriptive tone, those passages just lead into eachother very well. Smooooth. I also love using the bird calls, you've always had those animist infusions in your work, and this poems is sort of a self aware joyful expression of that. Love it man, no critique on this one, just that odd sensation I rarely feel of reading a poem that takes me places. Can't wait for the next egg to hatch!
getbeneathmebird Featured By Owner Oct 17, 2013
thank you kelson, for the kind words & your kind soul. you're a good one. :)
fake-theory Featured By Owner Sep 20, 2013
this is stunning and gorgeous.
getbeneathmebird Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2013
glad you enjoyed :)

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