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Plein Air 1978 - 1986 (Ages 15 - 23)

NO SOUND, NO ONE’S IN HIDING

ALREADY WE’VE VEILED OUR HORIZON WITH THEM, SHROUNDING

THEY’RE ALREADY SO MANY IT’S TIME TO STOP PLAYING

I WAKE, AND I REMEMBER

EVERYWHERE, AND ALWAYS

THE MOMENT THE SUN RISES IT VANISHES

CONFIRMING ITS PURE DESOLATION

ALL OF THIS MIGHT HAPPEN TO ANYONE

I’LL WALK DOWN THAT ROAD NEARBY

WHO DOESN’T ASK FOR AFFECTION

NOT DISJOINED _ THOUGH DIS-JOINED

WHETHER, AS EVER, IT’S LONELINESS

WHAT COLORS, DEEPER, RUN

SEE THERE, THOUGHTS IN THE WHITENESS SEETHING

BUT NOT HIS, NOT ANYONE’S _ TO HAVE

A GREY CLOUD, IN THE SKY OVERHEAD

WIND BLOWS THE FIRST SNOWFLAKES

YET IF BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD

SLOW SHADOWS THICKENED

WINKING, BLINKING, SWEETLY SOMEWHERE

WITHOUT TRAMPLING THE UNIVERSE

WE’RE DISJOINTED AND DISBURSED

BETWEEN THE RAVINE AND THE SKY

THE SKY’S SOLID BLUE

IN BROAD DAYLIGHT, DREAMING

SNOW, SNOW THE WHOLE WORLD OVER

THE SAME _ PERHAPS MOST OF ALL

THE LATEST OF ALL MY MAD SONGS

WINTER HAS OVERCOME US

RIPENING SLOW WITH THE FIELDS

THE EVENING LIGHT IS BROAD AND YELLOW

EVERYTHING THE SAME, INCLUDING SUNLIGHT

JUST AS THE SOUL IS DIVIDED

SONG OF THE MYTHIC VISION OF ETERNAL LIFE

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