Jill,
The architectural delicacy of this piece honors its music. Thank you for
the very satisfying sense of landing in the repetition of end words in
lines two and three in the early stanzas of the poem.
Magical and profound.
Sheila
On Tue, Oct 2, 2018 at 9:29 PM Jill Jones <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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> AS DUST SUNG
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> as you fly over the ranges
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> as you unroll under clouds
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> as the crow ranges under the clouds
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> as the kangaroo rearranges the grass
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> as the rabbit rearranges dust
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> as sounds of afternoon gather among dust
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> as tree light moves
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> as shadows fly across a wall
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> as shades become ground
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> as all arrangements settle and unsettle
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> you, as you to the day’s dusk sound
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> as doors, paths, sing song
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> as you remember what you knew
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> as you arrange grass fog at the door
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> as you renew what’s to hand in the night
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> (a snap from last week but I was on the move in the countryside and
> not much near computer or wifi)
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