ANNE M. HUDSON : To the Girl on the Threshold
WARD KELLEY : Ka Inside a Pyramid
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Fairy Tale To the Girl on the Threshold Ka Inside a Pyramid  
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Fairy Tale
Once upon a time, a great deity cast a line, Caught word made flesh, created and Saved all creatures earth bound passage. Oxygen made if not discovered, chemical Process plus hydrogen two equals water. Out Of the primordial soup crawled warm food, Multiplication and various diets, first cause. Warmth sucked out, cold imports rushed in To carve ice statues, misplaced sun, hard Water kills all tongues. Holy Spirit, Paraclete, Consoler, Comforter, Jehovah, Spirit of Truth, Dove, you killed them all, distraught, learned Complexities of death of creation and creation Of death, replenish that blue earth, sow seeds. All things reproduced, land and sea, walked And swam, tiniest microbe to largest whale, Fauna, flora, special places beneath the Corrected sun, left in the hands of Zamiel, Beelzebub, SaCcael, Belial, Lucifer, Ahrimanes, Mephistopheles, he swore Never to return to that spinning sphere.
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Fairy Tale To the Girl on the Threshold Ka Inside a Pyramid  
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To the Girl on the Threshold
You can come out now.
You, poised in the door jamb with your knees shaking and your voice stuck in your throat while outside worlds collided, thunder cracked, and the earth shook. For decades. He's gone now. You can walk the scorched ground and behold new shoots in spaces cleared by the damage. I know: at times you rushed out to fulfill an obligation, to respond to a dangerous dare, or to gather up some belongings before returning to your place. You even fled to the foreign countries of your banishment, but while there you traveled in disguise. Thousands of miles away you were never far from your post on the threshold. Standing there, suspended between action and inaction, advancing and keeping still, where you watched and waited. (By the way, in this occupation, you excelled, this observing, perceiving, taking note. How often you were told you had an eye for detail.) So he's gone now, and you can come out to see how far you cast a shadow in the sunlight, to hear yourself speak in the balmy air, to project your dreams against the backdrop of rubble and to breathe in the loamy sweetness of the earth after a storm.
Poetry endangers the established order  of the soul - Plato

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Fairy Tale To the Girl on the Threshold Ka Inside a Pyramid  
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Ka Inside a Pyramid
My heart floats in the ibis jar on top my brains and liver, all my organs mixed together like a fetal mass . . . and so I am back at the womb, a time when my interior ingredients were indistinguishable from my exterior. When I have another chance at breathing, I think I will create a creature whose interior thoughts were more visible to its fellows, for I now understand most of the strife between breathing ones comes from misread intentions. Animals are more precise in their communications; their bodies change colors, emit noises and odors, and there is no misunderstanding of power. They rarely kill one of their own species. Human expressions have not kept up with the evolution of our complicated thoughts, and the skin is too dumb to sustain much more than pleasure or pain, while the nuances our flesh emits are seldom fathomed and never completed until we are all in ibis jars wishing for more succinct creatures.
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Fairy Tale To the Girl on the Threshold Ka Inside a Pyramid
Fairy Tale TOP  Fairy Tale   MARTIN JERVIS  . JH an oddly complex and masterful poem. With 'fairy tales' we confuse ourselves. In our sophistication 'fairy tales' multiply even into the reversal of myth 'he swore never to return' from his 'promised return'. Where lies the fairy tale? Is it seven days of creation or its scientific counterpart, the story of Noah and/or religion; Is the fairy tale the notion of goodness or of evil. The poem suggests the fairy tale is that we cannot know thus we cannot believe.
To the Girl on the Threshold MID   To the Girl on the Threshold   ANNE M. HUDSON,  .comment2
Ka Inside a Pyramid] BTM  Ka Inside a Pyramid   WARD KELLEY  . from his Histories of Souls free counters
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