Parallels
Richard Gilbert has observed that my "parallel-form poetics presents dual mirrors of the soul, a seeing through seeing through one voice in counterpoint with another that hits deeply enough: the root of selves. It draws on a redoubtable haiku tradition. Speaking doubly—dialogues of poet to shadow, man to ecos and world; human to the sacred, and what is most human to the sacred; as wood to pine; sky to life. In dialogue too with presence and absence".
He adds that he feels the years of contemplation involved producing this creative work. Poems unsuitable as tweets, each meant to be left with you: alone for a while. Just let it sink in without scrolling.
being
out of time
being
in time
a desert
father
for the
time being
sheds his
identity
is short lived
wolf hour
examen
instrumental
in dark music
parallel streams
that meet only
a morepork
beckons me
in overlapping
shadows
into its deeper
silence
just wars
a supremefiction
between an
immaculate beginning
for this the poet
takes shelter
and an immaculate
end
to patch together
the moon
attending to
a new moon
the absence
of gods
full of
negative
crow-black
wings
capability
a new
moon
the year
begins
reveals
all its
with words
on the tip
negative
capability
of my
tongue
crawling out
of winter
Bloomin' Dublin
the gnarled limbs
the wonder
of language
of my other
life
wanderin' home
winter moon
all the earth
the light-fingered
touch
lost within
the to
and fro
of being
known
of identity
visitation
seek stillness
wanton fly
the second
decade
our being together
is not to be
flown through
a contact sport
at first
gasp
fulfilment
the clay
figurine
for the
time being
pants
for more
is
breathless
another year
ends
parallel
lines
the wheels
of a train
derailed
unmet
at infinity
keep spinning
this one-track
mind
clouding
over
a salamander
a moment's
infused
has laid
its eggs
contemplation
in
my mind's eye
piecing
together
haiku path
the edges
of the universe
from
juxtaposition
man
and wife
to conjunction
rosary vigil
quite unnoticed
rattling through
the mysteries
in Breughel's
Icarus
she lived for
it was spring
rain
on me
reign
in me
breath
breathing
te Wairua
o te Atua
water
springing
i runga i te kare
o nga wai
rising sun
fat man's
Icarus
self-destructs
critical mass
vaporises
over
Hiroshima
Nagasaki
through
our dreams
mystery
visitation
an atmospheric
river
the ark
of the covenant
levels the highs
& lows
overturns
all expectations
a puff
original sin
of reverie
recollected
out
of the blue
in
tranquility
breathless
light
time
after time
manifesting
the unseen
I fail
to pass under
through
my eyes
the rainbow's
arch
day in
day out
in one breath
the cosmic
evolution
the missing link
of
estrangement
unearthed
a leaf left
just one path
after the wind
leaves
without parallel
not much
else
in
obscurity
all alone
a silent
music
within
the alone
breaches
the soundscape
all of us
tone by
tone
the pain
borne
for us
our
daily bread
broken
for us
rolls out
wafer thin
a flat earth
interior monologue
blithely
mirrored by
a pendulum
swinging
its
day moon
from the lips
of indecision
a blacksmith
tender shoots
hammers out
the hard edges
of long buried
psalms
of kindness
en-chant me
a pyre crafted
myth-making erupts
of old poems
en-kindling
from the rag
and bone shop
a storm shelter
of the hardened
heart
mirroring
a blow
by blow
it's self
a leaf
analysis
in freefall
of the west wind
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