Crystal Walk-In

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Crystal Walk-In

In the temple's corridor,

I see how a red light flashes,

And covers all over;

 

Its luminosity distillates a fragrance,

Resembling

A marble god's advent,

 

And the shadow projected on the floor

Shows

His fulfilled prophecy,

Which is written on air and warmth;

 

Like a flesh-and-blood spirit that walks

On silver crowns and purple orchids;

 

My hand is able to grasp a sword of His,

And slash the ether,

To make the sun scream.

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

dante1208’s Poems (45)

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Encounter 1
Holiday 0
Crystal Walk-In 0
Cabalistic 0
Trinitarian 0
Winter vision 0
Black Elixir 0
Temple 0
Earth and Serpent 0
Triad 1
On a muse in gray 1
In the rain 0
At three o’clock 1
Octopus 2
A dark sign 1
Fear 0
On a spiral wave 2
On a naked caprice 0
Being pure 0
Glimpses 0
An Obstacle in the Air 0
Reinsertion 0
A purple meditation 0
Reflections 2
On a gray Friday 1
Rejoicing! 0
Solo 0
A poem to still be encouraged 0
A poem to be recited 0
Soul and Insight 1
Living on an Inner Temple 0
A Morning Display 0
Heart and Intensity 0
Across your Purity 0
Dance on Pleasure 0
Between Sensuality and Divinity 0
Galleon 1
On a way back 0
Turning on Purple 0
The Red Voice's Conscience 0
Backwards 0
On a Beach Road 0
About the Old Hope 1
Alchemy of Lust 0
A Fast Conscience 1