Two new poems by castle danz

FROM THE TREES BY THE FIELD

 

 

The spider is gone

Though the web remains.

 

 

To visit the world

And behold,

Beheld by it

 

 

(The world is present

Trees are of it

As are baseball diamonds

 

 

And the players,

Though not present,

Have been and will again;

 

 

Who, though at distractions,

Contains the diamond, can project

The white lines alone, or in communion.

 

 

From the woods the world

Seems of the woods

And myself of the world

 

 

Allowed by us, because we contain them

And where would we be within

Without)  and then to slip away.

 

 

But when the spider is gone from its web

Oh where has the spider gone?

 

 

 

 

 

READER

 

I preyed and prayed on texts

That I might learn their eloquence

And find for fine opinions, context

That steeped in truth’s benevolence,

perfects theirrelevance

 

To find that there is not

In any thought one mind

As any mind one thought:

From single pursuit of ideas resigned,

They erect theirrelevance.