Monday, February 12, 2007

The Marriage Stick




The Marriage Stick
by Angus MacLise

Hold still beloved
The silver hilt the starlight of our incredible longing
Hold still beloved and bring your mouth close to mine
The crescent moon arch over the shores of our tidal meeting
Hold still beloved
The black stone of our silence and our essential mystery
Hold still beloved and bring your mouth close to mine
The tricolored braid of our union the exploding vision
Hold still beloved
The earth below rises in passion to the pure heights
Hold still beloved and bring your mouth close to mine
And we may begin to bed with lions and angels





" HETZAGRAM "

In the twighlight flash... there
In the sudden
flicker of awe before
the simple
trees of where I still see you
I mean the scarcely believable number of
rainbows we have
seen together
In between
I realize
there is nothing ever recent
with us Hetty
& all the bewilderment seemed to end
when we
with inconceivable telegrams
looked across
the druidic pool
that time
& of course the clouds
rushed by overhead totally ignoring
the narc silhouetted against
the sky
innocent
and the delicate flame
over which
he had no power
What it
comes down to is the
frequent unrelenting
magic which I never question
Within you
(and
the living) forever and ever.


Angus wrote this in Nepal, in 1974 but, the scene occured, in Golden gate park, in 1967.



Above Photo by Ira Cohen

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