moon’s

a stranger in the woods

his cloak was dark

dappled

with a silvery dream

(a small poem lovingly renovated from a few lines in Walter de la Mare’s poem The Strangers)

and days turn back

to fill the once…

and suddenly, you see all

(lovingly remastered from a passage in John Enger’s Radium)

in

deep drifts of ideas

delicate words

pile up in me

like clever mountains

(lovingly remastered from a passage in Sharon Draper’s novel, Out of My Mind.)

in Autumn

The still paths

among October trees

brimming beauty

(lovingly remastered from the words of William Butler Yeats in The Wild Swans at Coole)

sung to my autumn heart

listen with praise

some things last

(lovingly remastered from the words of Dante Gabriel Rossetti in Sonnet LIX: Love’s Last Gift)

elbows the workingman

honest labor

and poverty

side by side

(lovingly remastered from Anarchy Alley in Violets and Other Tales by Alice Ruth Moore)

eternity is every and

a mass of revolving more

how great to be

falling through space

into space

(lovingly remastered from The Hollow Earth by F.I.Ives)

eternity is every and

a mass of revolving more

how great to be

falling through space

into space

(lovingly remastered from The Hollow Earth by F.I. Ives)

in shimmering gold

embossed

you of the lost women

that once crossed countries

in dusk

(lovingly remastered from Rilke’s Remembrance)

the path beneath

the trees

the mountain rises up

our hands make a

long olive branch

from darkness

(lovingly remastered from Sean Thomas Dougherty’s book, The Dead are Everywhere Telling Us Things)

with ordinary art

into… what?

a palace aflame!

(lovingly remastered from Masks by George Middleton)

fog on the harbor

comes looking

then moves on

(lovingly remastered from Carl Sandburg’s poem, Fog.)

became

night

mystical air and

rising stars

time off time out

perfect

(lovingly remastered from a passage from Walt Whitman’s I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer)

beauty

goodness

that is the

reality of art

it reconstructs chaos

and has a divine something

(lovingly remastered from Crome Yellow by Aldous Huxley)

of spun glass

rare beam, so fine

wandering beneath the trees

(lovingly remastered from Virginia Woolf’s Monday or Tuesday)

pulling cut flowers, blue plums

i was still playing

(lovingly remastered from The River Merchant’s Wife: A Letter by Li Bai)

but not quite

our way is just

and reclaimed

by us

belonged to once

the strange past

of sacred rites

and mystic might

a sense of something forgotten

star shine

and

dancing lights

a brain that

circles romances

some each

all all all

you center my world

you who speak

from a deep fountain

of could

2.

do you remember

the sea

deep azure

a blue world

i could speak of

from my center

(lovingly remastered from Louise Glück’s The Wild Iris on poemRENOVATION)

weaves sunbeams

slender streak of

delicate thread

shining

through the blue

(lovingly remastered from a passage by Lord Alfred Douglas, posted on poemRENOVATION)

the singing sky

bright wings of singing

i understood

and fell

split in two

through and through

(lovingly remastered from Elizabeth Bishop’s From Behind Stowe)