Robin Hope — Kore

beginning with a line by Philip Lamantia The boat tilts on your image on the waves between a fire of foam and the flower of moon rays finding underground light (esoteric secrets of joy) canticle song if only all life were a bird angels for all face in the waterlily cloud reflection _we share a myth_ seven sisters in the sky suspended silver evermore paint _in heaven and hell you are there _ teen queen skates around the internet with her bag of tricks pomegranite perfumes in the mirror gallery doldrums of the gyre Let's go to my garden of the four elements Deciduous trees drop seeds into the posing fountains dizzy dizzy off your grace Was it last week or a hundred years ago you revealed the truth to me?