Thursday, December 30, 2010

Two Pastorals and a Pastoral Song - (Jim Krull)


 (These three come from "Old Poems", and were written perhaps '07)


First Pastoral


                                    Quietly rolling along
                                    still there
                                    between a finished hose, and side t'bear
                                    Our distant portals wait beside creeping
                                    white line, pretty aside, how
                                    hollow and so missed
                                    Fixed through raining slides near
                                    seven, and be fenced, in
                                    considering where on the hill put denied,
                                    we're place yellows, whites, pinks are listless
                                    Frayed I can see moving about
                                    along quietly.




Second Pastoral


                                    From separate segmentations
                                    Open hatch-costs, thread
                                    Symbol lovely luc
                                    Calls,    thundering glass
                                            a thundering glass over on camille
                                            or ale comme, or sandy heel
                                            yeswhes yes, to the left
                                            alas fashion bikini, last
                                            left, the rack slirr life for nice,
                                            play, alittle dance to entertain
                                            wildlife





Pastoral Song

                                   
                                    We'll no more for are full
                                    besides their preparation, for are opposite
                                    place-absent, of so it is
                                    When the dust came up,
                                    Poured on them


                        Reprise:                        Have both graze won the bank
                                                            Eating-hinges black white and


                                    What would it (laugh) be for
                                    (inside in outside, on the side-mount)
                                    Now and newly painted sheets
                                    Flash constant moving convert
                                    from point to spoken play
                                    on the shore of yellow open sounds.
                                                In victim pointing on a flash
through single movement and around
we shall be sour to lay.

                       
                        Have both graze won the bank
                        Eating hinges black white and




1 comment: