White Galactic Dog/ White Crystal Wind - Resonant Monkey Moon of Attunement, Day 14

Homer the Great!

An African Elegy

In the groves of Africa from their natural wonder   

the wildebeest, zebra, the okapi, the elephant,   

have enterd the marvelous. No greater marvelous   

know I than the mind’s

natural jungle. The wives of the Congo   

distil there their red and the husbands

hunt lion with spear and paint Death-spore

on their shields, wear his teeth, claws and hair   

on ordinary occasions. There the Swahili   

open his doors, let loose thru the trees   

the tides of Death’s sound and distil

from their leaves the terrible red. He

is the consort of dreams I have seen, heard   

in the orchestral dark

like the barking of dogs.

Death is the dog-headed man zebra striped

and surrounded by silence who walks like a lion,   

who is black. It was his voice crying come back,   

that Virginia Woolf heard, turnd

her fine skull, hounded and haunted, stopt,   

pointed into the scent where

I see her in willows, in fog, at the river of sound   

in the trees. I see her prepare there

to enter Death’s mountains

like a white Afghan hound pass into the forest,   

closed after, let loose in the leaves

with more grace than a hound and more wonder there   

even with flowers wound in her hair, allowing herself   

like Ophelia a last

pastoral gesture of love toward the world.   

          And I see

all our tortures absolved in the fog,

dispersed in Death’s forests, forgotten. I see   

all this gentleness like a hound in the water

float upward and outward beyond my dark hand.

I am waiting this winter for the more complete black-out,   

for the negro armies in the eucalyptus, for the cities   

laid open and the cold in the love-light, for hounds   

women and birds to go back to their forests and leave us   

our solitude.

 ROBERT DUNCAN 

OC

 Kin 190: White Galactic Dog

I harmonize in order to love

Modeling loyalty

I seal the process of heart

With the galactic tone of integrity

I am guided by the power of timelessness.

Noosphere Pause Day 182 (19 x 2) of the 13 Moon year.  It is the property of a divine intellect to be always intently thinking about the beautiful.*

*Star Traveler's 13 Moon Almanac of Synchronicity, Galactic Research Institute, Law of Time Press, Ashland, Oregon, 2014-2015.

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