GENERATIONS Copyright (C) 1997 by Not Nice Music
II. A COLLECTION OF OBSCURITY by Edwin M. Drogin

39. And the Wind

And so it's the tides
Or other moon wonder lifting
The low wail of night to a cold
current.

And so it's the stars
Or other gash in a black veil
Rent with other willowings.

Aphrodite and Athens.
Whirl the wild wandering
Ghost of smoke hue.

Splash on the lichened shore
And cut the soft sand
sifting into the red mouth.

Read! Render not. nor whisper.
Cry the cry and soft
Soft into a morning slyly crept.

Cry the cry.
And the cool tears are washing
Washing away.
Crying is a ponder.

Live on in a death ducted
With pipings
And the wind wail
And said it all.

Live, live, live, live
In the creeping and crawling and
Loving the cry and the wind.