the incomprehensible counsellors (day 76)

(via)

"...lost syllables,
That had no meaning for him, yet did seem
To have that in them which should ease his grief
If his soul's eyes could read their outlawed script.
Adamic spellings, palely glimmering runes,
And broken shapes of ancient alphabets."

--Anna Hempstead Branch, Nimrod, VI.

End of Beyond the Beyond.

crimson conquering
& deer returning

without vision, wrong
crimson conquering

quest for barrarang
to teach me tuning

crimson conquering
& deer returning

Ghost dances.

"the flitting butterfly
under the evergreen
atop a guillotine
dried sardines"

--@poem_exe

Like obsidian's idea of itself.