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Sunning Above Your 23rd Parallel

Ken
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Sunning
Above
Your 23rd
Parallel

I�m Tired

Snowmen
Fall


Hunting
Salvation


Suspended
Animation


Riding with
Daedalus



 

Drop me down at your Tropic of Cancer
drop me forever in the fourth week of June
so that I may chin its mountain of vistas
pillage eternally its chambers spun deep

knot me everlasting in its vivid breast
where the spill of warmest water
rushes slushy streams
with wings of the dragonfly
spice from fervent fields

and grieve not for my southern hemisphere
its solstice will be brief
once your tropic juices swim over head

for there steep is ardent, their voice convivial
and I am more that ready to embrace your highest sun.



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