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One morning, before the leaves began changing
I caught a piece of summer and poured it into a pitcher;
This I placed in the cellar on a shelf collecting dust .
Autumn, then winter, rose up from the sea, and my
Garden was a garden filled with unbroken snow.
No flower strained its face to the ice giants' whisper,
No life coloured the vision of a newborn Spring babe.
My cellar-water dripping into a pail
And I lifted my piece of summer
Like a piece of memory or a dream
Like these, caught on film
And carried it to the garden floes,
The wind turning drifting stars to madness.
Poured forth gracefully, this ctheric tincture
Lifts winter's coat-of-arms with coaxing aromas and electricity.
Used with vigilance, a Pitcher of Summer stirs a memory into swooning,
And bravely, the flowers of the past will stretch their limbs into the sky
While snow falls quietly all around.
- Album:
- Plastic House On Base Of Sky
- Coffins On Io
- Hubardo
- Gamma Knife
- Blue Lambency Downward
- Dowsing Anemone With Copper Tongue
- Choirs Of The Eye
- Miscellaneous
- Magnetism
- Gamma Knife / Grey Dream
- Live at WMBR
- Coyote
- Live in Bonn Germany October 7 2009
- Kayo Dot / Bloody Panda
- Kayo Dot/Bloody Panda Split 12"