the play of the weather 2 weather notes ellie epp


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to discharge or to be discharged freely or continuously

 

the play of the weather

fifty fathom of line for the clouds

 

 

uncertainty you friendly sea

 

 

at the thought of really working;   a leaning
                                            zehnen

 

the hall of clear colors

 

 

music like steam ascending

the patti page singer as if to someone only a few feet away

 

 

It may be that the Imagination is a miracle of logic & that its exquisite divinations are calculations beyond analysis

 

 

3 war winters together

 

 

a line of similar language

 

 

what happens:            a starting up,   that could be done                    to:
      it has been                         to:  even that question is gone

 

 

the hawk flat over            ,     the swallow crashed

      swans assembly   burble

 

 

gravel & dirt           flowing hiss in the ditches         thinking of the way thought falls to bits             glee felt like a live dab           it can fall             still here      the same known    lit fields   /   grey road   /   blue rest   /   walking           progression

 

 

to extend completely around         s  ur  onder            from a center

 

 

winged and perfect sexual creature
      a slip                        not projected, hovering
                                                                                           if the winged thing

 

partly transparent

 

 

it simply stresses the multiples at play
& that in them there is a leaning

 

 

the multiples

 

 

dear jane eyre,  you know what you want

 

 

the apostles came
                 one older, at the door
      the younger at the foot of the steps
                             'if you come to them like this in your suits  they'll take you as salesmen'
then his little smile

 

 

south below sun                      north opens past up

east west the wings                  pages

 

 

charlotte comes to the sea for the first time & standing in tears

 

she cried bitterly

 

but Mr. Thoreau was equipped with a most adapted and serviceable body

 

fishes swam into his hand & he took them out of the water

 

the angels assume fish & repeatedly become visible

 

 

our fine latin word with its delicate future tense          natura

 

 

an itinerant local deep  to-day

 

 

day-moon    low east    near a thin cloud

 

 

but he has not pushed his study of days

 

 

images that are requests

 

 

     'i'd like to be able to write music'
to step back here to this place of

 

 

          start out   start out   on a life         already started

 

 

my two feet in bathwater            silver skinned
shots & their barking                     it's late at night

 

 

penelope at home writing his story

 

 

in the room behind the word         at a distance

 

 

why do artists drink so much
hell if I know

 

 

a stream of water full of grasses

 

 

what is being in love
it's (face shines) when I can't get enough of being with somebody

 

            thanks for the raft

 

 

listening into the swan gabble blabber for a line of voice

 

while I refer someone behind me is declaring

 

the whole delicate substance of speech

 

 

if the two are;  the one who looks  & the one who goes around the back

 

 

                  bright moon light                   water tastes like

snow