first hours of dawn
the spirit sways
back & forth within this frail shell
shuck the p
i am again
b n
middle initial i am born into
'm no p but
initially b
chance letter of creation
the arbitrariness of sighin's names
all hallowed eve
she took the ribbing
a damned evenng of spooks
ghosts
muse-eum source-ery
witch'll it be
p n o playing
middle c initial
keys a scale
of values
al vues of
the arbored rare eve ness of
signs
wit, Tiw,
in the still dark hour of your name day
i name too
one of the old gods the ceremony lost
reference to
see how the banned play on
c{luster of notes
{hords
tiwns
melodeus we never lose the
thread of
walking the dark streets in the hours before
dawn
spikes of frost clustering 'round the street
lamps
the threat of
snow the given
descends all around us &
the ungiven
the seen
act one
two
three
initials
here please
because i have made a change
desire you witness it
hear please
the changes the fingers play
the fingers the changes play
changes the fingers play the
fingers the changes play the
play changes the fingers the
changes play the fingers the
fingers play the changes the
play fingers the changes the
first middle last initial
crone logical eve witch
dei ends begins day
Published
On: February 14, 2017 Permanent
Location:
http://www.forgetmagazine.com/170214a.htm Publication Information: HOUR 27
(3:35 AM to 4:35 AM., Tuesday October
30th) from The Book of Hours part
of The Martryology Book VI Books.
300 copies printed as a gift for friends
and family Christmas 1984 by Eleanor, bp
and Sarah Nichol.The photograph is of the
Plunkett softball team for 1935 and
includes two of bp's uncles: Bob Workman
and Willis Workman.
