Saturday, October 1, 2016

Of this Momentum Song (seventy-one)/Felino A. Soriano



   It is possible
 what was said was
     a hypnotized
                 plural of
  broken rhythms.
 Barrier wholeness,
    of what the ear
   cannot portend
                through
     procrastinated
    hearsay.  What
       often misleads oft-
     en pretends
         to lead into
                    a
  varied marginal
    extract of
   what truth
          insists
      into Wind
    and what is worn
                   within
     tableaus the
       tongue rides upon,
   uninterrupted




__________
   because of what
  miracle means,
     the language
                 of discovery
   isn’t the imposition
  of error     of secretive
     misalignment
__________





    memory’s here     an alive
 response through the blanch
  modernity of classic
interaction     to what is
                     said when
   boredom
            loses
     its name,
    clarity is the known
 nothing
         lost
  by which altered
 fathoms
       revise
their footprints     their
   evidence of presence and
 undiscovered
              rotations




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