Wednesday, March 29, 2023

THOUGHTS ON LISTENING TO BEETHOVEN AGAIN (FINAL VERSION)

 

lately you dreamed: the soul is becoming a nova or only
that petal of a moon emerging from long standing clouds
over the lone ridge of what planet who can say
or you enter into the dream and it's this way:
where almost everything is familiar
except you were reading the music sideways
and understood nothing.
now we come to music where all is infinite I mean of course the
great composers no longer in vogue
and how they stood supplicant before immensity
and these are the codas of birds that were heaven sent
after long standing trials' pear shaped the tears tearing
the retina
and only Christ as a witness in this place; the music
that falls like a grace on the lone ridge of what planet
who can say
the music stitching star and nova together-

star and nerve,
the play of lightning at the end of the world
and then not, your arms full of lilies
from a distant era and everything that you forgot
it's the white enameled skies arising, the hint of angels,
of a pale green surmising.why,
it's springtime arriving and you in a light coat laughing
at how Time has passed.
mary angela douglas 1 december 2021;16 january 2022

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