Jan 23
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O Wave God who broke through me today Sea Bream massive pink and silver cool swimming down with me watching staying away from the spear
Volcano belly Keeper who lifted this island for our own beaded bodies adornment and sprinkles us all with his laugh— ash in the eve mist, or smoke, on the bare high limits— underwater lava flows easing to coral holes filled with striped feeding swimmers
O Sky Gods cartwheeling out of Pacific turning rainsqualls over like lids on us then shine on our sodden— (scanned out a rainbow today at the cow drinking trough sluicing off LAKHS of crystal Buddha Fields right on the hair of the arm!)
Who wavers right now in the bamboo: a half-gone waning moon. drank down a bowlful of shochu in praise of Antares gazing far up the lanes of Sagittarius richest stream of our sky— a cup to the center of the galaxy! and let the eyes stray right-angling the pitch of the Milky Way: horse-heads rings clouds too distant to be slide free. on the crest of the wave.
Each night O Earth Mother I have wrappt my hand over the jut of your cobra-hood sleeping; left my ear All night long by your mouth.
O All Gods tides capes currents Flows and spirals of pool and powers—
As we hoe the field let sweet potato grow. And as sit us all down when we may To consider the Dharma bring with a flower and a glimmer. Let us all sleep in peace together.
Bless Masa and me as we marry at new moon on the crater This summer.
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Burning Island
Gary Snyder (B.1930)
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Graphic - Magdalena Pągowska
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Nike (Prod. by K Swisha) - Wave God
MaxB aka Biggaveli aka Silver Sufer
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yung’un // 2022