Or cogito, Go…
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Alone that night,
Each dreams of a glass conservatory ~
Fine-de-siecle violet tulips opening their throats
Swallowing light,
Thirsty creatures, their sight myopic,
Eager for approval.
Weeping willows stand
Guard over ceremonies mandatory, silver tinkles
Claps, wraps, cockles crystal goblets,
Decanted from
Nectars of Morning Wood. A silver trail you follow,
A spiraling star, up a lemon tree, etching
This galaxy,
Where each admits the secret she’s
Privy to, games with his repertoire. Multi-colored
Chandeliers, a constellation mapped overhead, design
A canopy
Bed. Emerald green, raspberry pink, infinite
Mirrors duplicate our quarantine. Reflect passion
Flowering from the stem
Of our enclosure.
Oboes sing themselves
Serene. O hide-a-way hid undercover ~
Forgotten, just a carefully
Cultivated rumor…
Only tourists mingle here, obsessed between crinkled
Cotton sleeping sheets, leaves unpaginated ~
Illumination
Shimmering
A single fancy hitherto left unanswered,
Faulting
Lines of a self-appraising ego,
Cogito, when light scaffolds the canopy
Overheard. A window, a foliate tracery
Blooms raspberry, blue berry,
Black to light, a shadow-casting form
Splendors night.
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~ A Morning Wood Logos Collection ~
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Confection Furnishes the Interior Castle,
Draws a Bridge ~ Invites No
Exit to Come On Out
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~ Erik Satie,
Just Entitlements
Bore
Forerunners Minimaliste ~
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“To Be Jealous of One’s Playmate Who Has a Big Headâ€
“The War Song of the King of Beansâ€
“Canine Songâ€
“To Profit by the Corns on His Feet to Grab His Hoopâ€
“Indoors Voiceâ€
“Veritable Flabby Preludes (For a Dog)â€
“Sketches and Exasperations of a Big [censored] Made of Woodâ€
“Five Grins, or Mona Lisa’s Moustacheâ€
“Menus for Childish Purposesâ€
“Desiccated Embryosâ€
“A Skinny Danceâ€
“She Who Talks to Muchâ€
“Three Pieces in the From of a Pearâ€
“The Angora Oxâ€
“The Dreamy Fishâ€
“Five Grimacesâ€
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A Morning Wood Production
Shakespeare’s Globe Theatre
West Edge Off Center
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* Dogging Arts * Fogging Minds * It’s a Star *
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Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me!
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