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So Flight I Can Almost Touch It

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I realized then that it was far, far away
in the distance, the small v of an eagle
who slowly rises, dips on currents of air

© Chagall 2015

N’est Pas?

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No physical pain, we take for granted
but it’s such a blessed gift; our contented silence
is our cry of joy.

© Chagall 2015

She, Oh So Melancholy

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She said she saw the bittersweet
autumn in early spring, knew that
sunlight over time would burn her
colder than today.

© Chagall 2015

History In The Making

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I’ve always been a sucker for a good lead pencil
mechanical or otherwise, with exotic size like
double o’seven, o’eight, or o’nine – the promise
of scribe on paper, the spilling of thought
like blood though black on brilliant white fibers, pressed
so many linens to emboss with the outpour of my mind
but the scratch – listen . . . do you hear that? that’s quill on papyrus
the sound of it, the sight of it, so much like sex in so many ways
the north-south-west-east of it, a counting of blessings

© Chagall 2015

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I can’t open jars or snap my fingers to the beat
Feeling numb, I need some kind of dumb thumb treatment

© Chagall 2015

Cartography

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She’d shown me how to use the stars and so I found my way back home,
a simple path along the belt really, a dip rather than a rise at Hyades,
you’ll find me a hand-span below the Pleiades, more over your head,
one must marvel still at the intense lights of Rigel, Betelgeuse, and Sirius.

© Chagall 2015

Peace

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Love you all,
have a great 2015!

Anyone know where
the after-party is?

© Chagall 2015

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New Year’s Eve, I will kiss her at midnight
lips in transition – a reckoning
at the passing between two worlds
and so two times I will kiss her
though I’d be happy with any Wednesday
in May just as well.

© Chagall 2014/2015

Always A Kiss

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Last night while gazing at the Pleiades
you remarked that at the time of light leaving
the cluster of sister stars, three hundred
light years away, Bach was newly appointed
concertmaster at the Weimar, and you and I
lay still unfolded, lovers of implicate order.

© Chagall 2014

Throwing Chagall From The Cliff

Chagall:

A pretty tight jam is 1 year old. Hope you have headphones, time, and the inclination to listen. —Carlos

Originally posted on Alphabet City:

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An Original Jam from Alphabet City

Carlos Chagall, D. Rivera, Papo C., Eric Greco

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