december 1990

Your sleep, a fledgling in this dawn…

your sleep a fledgling the birds would teach to cry loudest among them let your heart abroad on the coming sky. your sleep the lightest branch of the tree driven to root in presence alone the birds vie breath upon split one song amongst them. the birds fall stoodstill like rain in a w e b close pull clear defining the strength of the thread the heart’s drifted span.

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The music accompanying the reading is from the first movement of the Sonata for Violin and Piano in A Major by César Franck, interpreted here in live performance by Martha Argerich (piano) and Anne Sophie Mutter (violin).

2 thoughts on “reverie”

    1. Thanks a lot, Dean. That ‘presence’, as I recall it, was something I read of the thinking of Marin Heidegger. Fairly confident that I didn’t understand the meaning he intended, but the word itself stayed with me.


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