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Adam's Task
And Adam gave names to all cattle, and to the fowl of the air, and to every beast of the field ... GEN. 2:20
Thou, paw-paw-paw; thou, glurd; thou, spotted
Glurd; thou, whitestap, lurching through
The high-grown brush; thou, pliant-footed,
Implex; thou, awagabu.
Every burrower, each flier
Came for the name he had to give:
Gay, first work, ever to be prior,
Not yet sunk to primitive.
Thou, verdle; thou, McFleery’s pomma;
Thou; thou; thou—three types of grawl;
Thou, flisket; thou, kabasch; thou, comma-
Eared mashawk; thou, all; thou, all.
Were, in a fire of becoming,
Laboring to be burned away,
Then work, half-measuring, half-humming,
Would be as serious as play.
Thou, pambler; thou, rivarn; thou, greater
Wherret, and thou, lesser one;
Thou, sproal; thou, zant; thou, lily-eater.
Naming’s over. Day is done.
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SWEET RESPITE by Michael Simpson
Hey you out there across that vast and distance space,
If I could just for a moment ,
a split second ,
take that sadness from your face,
dress you up in sparkling spring water and cloth made of sweet respite,
put the sleep back in your dreams,
remove the trouble from your night ,
take you gallivanting where even poets fear to dare ,
bathe your eyes in lilac light ,
rub some sweet music in your hair ,
illustrate what you mean to me in verse made of liquid air ,
and that place inside my mind where the morning meets the madness ,
I might even take you there .
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