WHAT CHEER
April rain soaks the riverlands.
The cottonwoods are green
with a mossy sheen
(a milky spray). Giuliana understands
her little boy’s harmonic joy,
winding up his yellow
gyroscope (so
imperturbable, this balance-toy).
Ravenna sifts backwater Time.
The hollow tock of wood-
pecker, carving a shed
for screech owl (minima sublime,
incognito). Little gray on gray
tree-rings of Okeanos –
oscillating Knossos,
Minerva-maze. Flute-bird (in clay).
A copper Jonah, lifted from the well.
Dusk-rose, Venusian.
Seal of the Son of Man
like Hamlet’s ring, in wax (fell
Icarus, from labyrinth
– the ship sailed on).
Trials of the paragon,
the paradigm. Blue hyacinth
of Shaker spirit, trembling
Will I am
Alpha Omega home
in my petroglyph assembling
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light stars on the horizon
Thunderbird ghost-
dance round pivot-post
of early souls lifted from prison
At dawn in Providence, the light
gathers gold atop
the dome What cheer,
Netop the independent soul bright
spear at petrel summit of
this Camelot simplicity
a brave’s priority
to choose the good be led by Love
J. Fisher King Ancient of Days
as it was upon a time
at the beginning (lame
limb violence bears away always)
& the smile of quiet eyes & lips
the canoe in the shadowy
garage Ferrara iron
burgeoning almond Natasha limps
toward her vault in Magdala
Gesthemane April
umbrella of good will
the given Earth the rose mandala
a fingerprint spiral of gratitude
Thanksgiving feast soul
liberty constancy whole
serene uplifted Rhody-rood
4.19.17
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