"Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."
(White Queen to Alice)
Thoughts for summer... or butterflies
breaking the glass ionized
as sky's emissary
of bright day and lucid rain
as the mind breeds airy architecture
for unfolding summer's clay:
pictures that move dreary clouds away
making room for the ventral dream to play
Lewis Carroll, (who also forged the literae mirror-through) dodgy charleston, dreamed of the longest sun, unbeatable bliss
by a river with a girl (Alice, Alcyon) in all that summer could driftbeam.
To him, jabberwocky prince of our kingdom's crystaleye, this gift, for soulstice renowaltz
-and the higher mathematics of love and mirth- a piece of the splintered glass for wishes
vast beacon in the butterfly-staff, out of ash into wind--
the posibillty of sun's unending bash.
SUMMER CARROLSONG
A BOAT, BEANEATH A SUNNY SKY
LINGERING ONWARD DREAMILY
IN AN EVENING OF JULY
CHILDREN THREE AND NESTLING NEAR
EAGER EYE AND WILLING EAR,
PLEASED A SIMPLE TALE TO HEAR-
LONG HAS PALED THE SUNNY SKY:
ECHOES FADE AND MEMORIES DIE:
AUTUMN FROST HAVE SLAIN JULY
STILL SHE HUNTS ME, PHANTOMWISE,
ALICE MOVING UNDER SKIES
NEVER SEEN BY WAKING EYES.
IN A WONDERLAND THEY LIE,
DREAMING AS THE DAYS GO BY,
DREAMING AS THE SUMMERS DIE:
EVERDRIFTING DOWN THE STREAM-
LINGERING IN THE GOLDEN GLEAM-
LIFE, WHAT IS BUT A DREAM?
(Lewis Carrol "Through the Looking-Glass")
....................................................................................
...maybe-butterflies will come
this year speeding like souls
from the sun's athanor
(unlikely if your dream is too busy)
or summer in the city
dappled in moctezuma gold-
perhaps tiger-lily's saying koans
(i want koalafire guns)
and cups flying from the hills of dawn-
dazzling hare in the haze:
the girl riding the unicorn
out of Alcyon.
today the sky stepped up
(which is stepping down,
for us)
azure velvetine cloud-signalings
like happy pregnant zeppelins
whitewashed _history and time
sweetest erazorhead!
caressing the indigo flamingo,
summer pure pouring
the levity wine blue blue blue blu blue glue blue blue glue blue
as summer should
----- a wish for sure
poppies in the street looked marbling
at sunset's twining danae
eyes had tha wings that mirros put
in the cracked kernel, the candy glow
of secret click, the joy
of humming birth
again a choice made
in deepest well
to transform the architecture of decay
(desert city dieoxide omphalos cave)
by dreamspell swaying brand new
Lewis Carrol out of his grave -a day
like he dreamed, like we dream,
to be with Alice on a boat
(our spirits in Anubliss hya-synth )
blazing by a golden stream.
today the sky did swell
(noticed the stairways?
in between the spaces
like the thoughts of a goddess
in her Nintendo heaven
undressed to all virtuality,
the velvet undergown)
of choice to clasp the aether
of spiders glass helping us in our exams
not answers but smiles
in their lattice
(maybe this year the smile of the summer cat
will stay when the summer goes away)
just nets that let us
the only lent is the invisible hand
archway that seams himself high
leaving then us the mirror chance
from summer's blue machinery
to ancient new connection
tread tha path of the crystALICEsation
and rest your head in the sky
as alec boy responded:
"As an unmuddied lake, Fred. As clear as an azure sky of deepest summer. You can rely on me".
for impossible things
blowing our wits
on jabberwocky wings
the jestering alchemy
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Happy Soulstice
Happy Summer
Riveron
Turn the way around
Flow into the sun
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