This is mostly a cutup of a NYRB story - tho a bit of the intro flot was garnered from previous post (Cavalcade of the World) in Moon sequence, then discarded. The original art insert link broke and a random replacement inserted.
Birds in various aspects of flight
cross over faint corners of cloud
The folk see their
Arching and scattering
the birds they see evoking prelates, insects,
and crosses that - dressed in big red numbers - are tabulated as well
in the data mind.
Saints of on angel in beauty magnified
and one more red large obliging note
Ornament and that all,
to flow with directions from wine-faced Christs
And the one propelling on
one down and exuberant tears to go
Red this wings nailed like a cross
Forget side pool crosses chalices lanterns you eyes
Fill you band souls and drops drops left
dressed gazes
blood
Wipe consoling red
Beneath polka tears
hold the celebration curtain of however
decorated dazzling the effect
the blood and never
Wish makes sight
cupolas, more moon
white the flank small sun too white
left over cross creatures and proliferation
a blood enveloping
And the whole to the left full hovering
repetition feet just a Martyrdom away
transcendent right from the angel’s hand
arch color Large rain Virgin looks
curlicued mark at altars
the stars engaged them
one Flitting image red within dot or up
out of everywhere for Christ.
People on the run
everywhere turn
to see the sky
to look for the parachutes.
- Jack Vaughan, 2018
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