The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

June 24, 2018

lunar rubab

antique afghan rubab, the lunar

& this low lunar language.  the subject, the understood smeared
with our positions fixed in sublunary syzygy?

but for you at lunar edge i howl, bray @ the low lunar language,
the subject, slightly taut, so that the skin swells, lunar, an
assertion, that blank slate upon which everything from dust to
the primordial matrix of the subsurface... if we were there, and
we are, the trace remains, the scratched face of the nighttime
moon. then what. they are. "they are slightly taut, so that the
skin swells, lunar, rising, by the lunar moon, she continued on
about the moon, she spoke and turned as well away from the
crazed and lunar night."

she or or he imagines he or she on the lunar brightside
he or or she thinks she or he on the lunar darkside
turned as well from crazed and lunar night? and nay,
th'lunar orb hath disappeared

(    o    )    (   .   )

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