SPONTANEOUS US
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for Gloria Vando
Slanting, light just won’t ignite
just anywhere: One sun at least
slung over one shoulder should trump
all slowed blue bowls of sky.
For light to slant we need a slide
to slip down, some tilting blinds,
sly trees, slow cows, some cloud.
Whose days and nights don’t lean?
The open-surgery gloriousness
of light laid out (neither patient nor
ethereal) shouts out the secret
Jesus, Buddha unmuted, and the Tao.
Al Young
Copyright © 2008 by Al Young
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Marina Swirling Clouds      Gloria Vando
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