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To ImmigrantsWho are you? No, not your name -
who are YOU?
I want to open you up (like a box),
and pull the stars out.
I'll throw them to the night sky,
and they will be yours,
Step forward -
I don't care what you wear, nor who your parents are,
what country calls itself part of your soul,
who is the prime mover of your universe,
what colour your skin is so artfully painted.
I'm dying to know what ingredients you'll bring
to this/my/your/our country's stone soup.
Step forward, stand out, and bring me your heart.
I want to marvel at the ancient oak, or rowan, birch, pine, cedar,
whatever it is that comprises your family tree.
You are the newest seedling, the farthest outpost.
Come here, here by the ocean
where all things end, where all things begin -
come by smooth rocks and cold winds,
and smile at what we ha
to look up--the sky is a page and
the eye that reads its words
like a sailor in the time of incomplete maps,
the oceans above, to me, are boundless.
in quantum recursion:
the raw blue ions trace concentric paths,
my retinas - illuminated infrared by
...in my head,
the sky seems like a real place;
when i travelled amongst them
evaporated - slowly - into mist.
heights are relative at a logarithmic scale
earth is a billion fathoms long
or as many yojanas deep
but the familiar blue (obviously!)
is an old friend,
close enough to touch.
when the rain comes, i’m aware
it’s not permanent
but neither is its lucky absence.
my friend above never stays the same.
here's a coda:
even the roof of the world,
our atmosphere slowly dissolves
even the sun
Phosphene Credowe are flowers against the abyss
we are wounds yet to heal in god's skin
out of which vibration will pour
we are arc lights
powering the omnimax eyes of the universe
dying every second
we are supernovas
yet here we sit in the dust
ashes rather though we would be
we are sparks that fly from the campfire
our lives devoted to chaos
we are shooting stars burning against human will
we are entropy
nitroglycerin hearts forever beating themselves to death
we are alive
we are aflame
we are the sky
and one day
we will fall on you
and you will be powerless
to stop us
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