Iridescent Dim

A poem inspired by EE. Cummings and Jack Kerouac, about the passing of time.

Iridescent branches twist
Curved ivy wove in vim against
The rain that clouds this lucency
Gloaming dusk and quietus

worn against the frock rain brings
a burial shroud still ringing resonant
Poured aventurine in the light
flaming rain has turned black against
beats the lachrymal rhythm of the night
Sodality and the howl of frission freezing
in it’s pain fulgurate even in this chamber
of walled waves, freezing night
fingers wove as vim and pulse are crossed
selfsame, this ululating of the rain
Trancelike and annular
Touchword and cordite
Held tongues
Eternal beating annular
and freezing
Longitude and length
Rhythm and rhyme
intertwine like

hyphenated sleep–
And the the heart chambers
twisting labyrinthine– a silky
Facade of dreams
Intertwining– each souls
Leap, in waves of deep
Unity- as if against the black
Stars, among the galaxies
A new libra hung balancing

Cut to the
Night Sky-- the blue blue of
Its silence majestic
Without analogy.