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Alchemy of Thoth

Uno stupido che cammina va più lontano di dieci intellettuali seduti (Jacques Séguéla)

Il giornalista è stimolato dalla scadenza. Scrive peggio se ha tempo. (Karl Kraus)

DSC00163“The storm passes…
winds once up-lifted have spent their strength
while Nature calls anew for the ripening surge;
groaning hours, once labored, burst to life
while birds in willful glee dance the verge, whistling delight-
their draught of freshened air
and thundering night torn through the waste
thence swiftly blown along
to kiss the times in glance of praise:
A kind meeting, greeting and raucous entreaty!

Here then, some clarion tones
(silver bells, attuned for an ascending climb)
in scale of seeming or believing
(or descending mind, to dour notions held)
Now in sight of clear horizons
traveling as Osprey on the hunt or Otter dove
these rivulets our minds and hearts intend
or eager ways, each other’s best infect-
a tinkling on the cosmic wires;
vision; strength against the currents of our Times:
two matched in each, Above/Below corresponding on….”

Durandus Von Meissen

(nom de plume)

(Poetic Fragment of a series I call: Man amidst the Mountain)