Writing in Whangarei

big love song #21

by Vaughan Gunson

after the Futurists

we sing a curious love, conceal our fear
between dull habit & fitful energy.
but courage, yes, & some audacity
is the essential element of our poetry.

’til now we’ve exalted a pensive dance,
ecstatic seconds, the gnawing sleep.
no violent action, or feverish reprise
breaks our stride; no irresponsible leap.

our world’s found a new beauty: a distance near,
a lasting hold, truer than Madonna’s smile.
we can hymn the circling seasons, run
the orbit of the Earth, & maintain our guile.


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