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Bludgeons of light to force your seams - May Swenson "After the Flight of Ranger 17"

Glistening in the continuous rain of meteorites - May Swenson "After the Flight of Ranger 17"

Blown to you from between the stars - May Swenson "After the Flight of Ranger 17"

In the cracks of your cold volcanoes - May Swenson "After the Flight of Ranger 17"

My underworld of ultraviolet wisdom - May Swenson "At Truro"

A bright geyser of metal-petaled sound - May Swenson "A Bird's Life"

Sarcastic barks from the starlings - May Swenson "A Bird's Life"

The seven fragrances of the rainbow - May Swenson "The Blindman"

Placed a tulip on his tongue - May Swenson "The Blindman"

Fallen beads of sight - May Swenson "The Blindman"

Yellow melting like a firework petal - May Swenson "Colors Without Objects"

Orange slots of hot thought - May Swenson "Colors Without Objects"

Slim to a snow of needles - May Swenson "Colors Without Objects"

A few iridium specks of idea - May Swenson "Colors Without Objects"

Always walking through halls of cloud - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

Through high hedges of the green rain - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

A stage lighted and waiting for your step - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

The earth carpeted with sunlight - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

Silver wind for your dancing place - May Swenson "Earth Your Dancing Place"

A mask of shadow that stood between - May Swenson "First Walk on the Moon"

Lest ambition make us fall - May Swenson "First Walk on the Moon"

Surveyed our vacant outpost - May Swenson "First Walk on the Moon"

Possessed of tearing breath - May Swenson "Hearing the Wind at Night"

Straightened and resumed its vegetable oath - May Swenson "Hearing the Wind at Night"

The forest threw itself into tantrum - May Swenson "Hearing the Wind at Night"

Grass growing upside down in the dark - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

Roots in the clouds - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

The raccoon's prowl was almost silent - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

Notes and dyes of jay and towhee - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

Released tangy dews and ozones - May Swenson "Rain at Wildwood"

By those hours marked older - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

The cinema of dreams streams through - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

Streams through our sandgrain skulls - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

Unclasp a restless froth of light - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

An aging pin that juggler sun once threw - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

Other blazing objects out around its crown - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

In a carousel of staring light - May Swenson "Sleeping Overnight on the Shore"

The ready fruit in clusters - May Swenson "Strawberrying"

Dressed in Eden's green apron - May Swenson"That the Soul May Wax Plump"

To teach the body to be hollow - May Swenson"That the Soul May Wax Plump"

Cryptic concert in their wake - May Swenson "Three Jet Planes"

The invisible boiling wind of sound - May Swenson "Three Jet Planes"

Connected to her exquisite heart - May Swenson "The Watch"


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