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Qureat Alghurab
05:49
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From a great height
The flat plain emerges
My misty descent is close-winged, heart plunging
Cold wind tearing, tearing my eyelids
I see your quadrate form, field-bounded
I target a low entry point
An arabesque aperture in the understory
I time the gyre of my momentum
Diffusing to speedlessness
Capping my inertia
I am down in the spinney at Tinney
Flustered, encloaked by the dapple spring-light
Beams of flicker heat draw effusively
Lines plenipotentiary and purposeful
Qureat alghurab
Anenome speaks to me
Anenome entreats me
Anenome defeats me
Anenome completes me
Scattering shards
Sublimating simulacra
Sweating the source code
Ruminating the ramparts
Culminating in the curious
What are you called?
How can I place you? White-glazed, blue-greened, purple veined
At the foot of the ash culm
Via the learning of names
I increase my power
Yet remain subsidiary, interstitial
Here in the great glowing of name-space
I can flower and re-flower, spring and re-spring
Corner-side, root-sat
Splaying my wings against the febrile ground
Feeling the grains and nodules of worm-cast soil
Entuning vibrations to calibrate your soul
Internalising all your outer beauty
and fierce fellowship
Anenome nemorosa
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Gusstaka na Garvanah
05:16
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Deep in the shaw
Co-creating silently
Building up to forming a plan
Pasting peculiar pockets
Of half-remembered regions
Gusstaka na Garvanah
Plasmid patience following circular arguments
Anhydrogenase reduces, digests, breaks the loop
Creating sticky ends
Endlessly copied and transformed
From fragments and segments
Electrophoresis reveals
The distinctive banding of:
Enchanter's Nightshade
Speckled and splayed, half-unseen
Tiny whites, tri-petalled
Ever so slightly coppered, toasted by the sun
Matt-leaved and splendorate
Dull-veined but flowing rich with deep magic
The sun has moved just two degrees and the time for spellcast has arrived
I am poised with potential, part onlooker, part participant
Holly looks on, a sharp-toothed canopy
The little patch of enchantment
As the spell's mysteries begin to take hold
Dragging me down
Under the flow
Under the dreamline
Under the spell
Under the influence
The Holly offers no help
Just blank-faced shards and angles
Motionless, emotionless and
Deeper than the dark green gloss of its leaves
Spikey yet spineless
Gravitating to an isotopic continuum
We are all changed but seemingly untouched
As if we had already been spellbound and sepll-released
And with a jaunty Parisian tail-flick
I move on, untransformed
Circaea lutetiana
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Wuya Xiao Senlin
03:43
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A copse in cold winter light
Kelvinate corpuscles incriminating color temperatues
6,000 K of blue-grey
Infinitely stranded, the network of evolution spans and insinuates an anti entropic directions into all beings
Variation: multithreaded, green-leavened, birth-channeled and unbound
Copiously corralled curated consequence
Cro summons Cleve from the air, tapping into the unersal well of cleverness, channeling through wings and sternum through claws gripping the uppermost branches of the Elder.
Cleve flows through tips and twigs and branches and boughs
Wuya Xiao Senlin
It all starts here, threaded with a needle of Stitchwort leaves, pointed, sharp
Poly-veined, hyper hyphal
Fullsomely forensic
Mass distribution, complete convolution
Omnidirectional fizzing of life-force
From plant to plant, microbe to megafauna
Soil-crumb to megalith
The blind white purity of each four-petalled face
Guiding the future, driving the present, built on the past
Stellaria holostea
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Kraai Kreupelhout
03:30
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Symbiotic give and take
Each transaction arrayed along a spectrum
Clinging to coppice, stealthily submergedm cruising inelegantly through leaf litter and Homeric hurricanes of humus
Toothwort
Corolla irregular
Imbricated in the bud
Parasitical on the roots
Concealed, bell-shaped and united
Pastel-purple, colour barely there
Cro smells something, nothing, the lack of chlorophyll
The neutral ebb of root-sap
Flowing, but not a fair exhange
Hazel does not seem to mind
Several crimson stigmas
Enclosed in a bud-like involucre
Tiny heralds of Spring's effusiveness
Kraai Kreupelhout
Defiantly effortlessly phytotrophic
Unjudgemental of nutrient flows
Cro wonders for the first time about having a place in a heirarchy
Actions great and small
Endeavours ,ighty and humble
Honour accorded and received
Privilege distributed
It all seems purposeless to Cro
Opaque and fabricated, a hollow echo in the face of seamless, instant expression
Cro moved on, unhesitant
Lathraea squamaria
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Crowden
04:13
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A curious clump, quite querulous and catch-all
Clanking and tympanic, tall limbs tousled and tumbled
Uppermosts gale-battered and spirally upswept
Negligibly nestled at the base of the boughs
Shielded from shouty sheets of rain rod rattling and torrential raging roars
Cro can hear a whisper to the thunder
Like and eye opening in the darkness
The pale-lipped White Helleborine defies the shade
Exquisite tenderness and delicate dissonance
A pure un-white, smudged yet clean
The Beech strews tresses of three-cornered mast down onto its protegee, garlanding the glade
A feast for yellow-necked woodmice and stock dove alike
Crowden
Cro tries to assimilate the vibrance of the Helleborine, to taste the nutty wholesomeness of the beechmast, but to no avail
Cro's dark eyes fall but do not grasp
Cro is patient, persistent, peerless, and tries and tries and tries some more
But still no flavour, no resonance
Cro shrugs, flies on
Sometimes the world is transparent to us; we have no receptors
Sometimes giving up is neutral, easy, a word scratched out in soil, erased by the wind
Cephalanthera damasonium
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Slumbering forms
Nukkuu, nukkuu, kivimuurit mullan alla
Long-buried stone walls
Triumphs of architecture
Crumbled to forgotten nothingness
Murenee unohdukseen
Metsäsaarekkeella
Karviainen kasvaa, varis
Raakkuu, raakkuu
Keisari vanhan ja uuden
Raakkuu, raakkuu, raakkuu
Bell-shaped
Thorn-guarded
Green-hairy
Never-fruits
Metsäinen saari pellon keskellä
Kohtalon edessä se nöyrtyi
Raita tuhottiin perhosen alta
Häiveperhonen, oi parka
Kohtalon varis kumartumaan joutui, joutui, joutui, joutui, joutui...
Metsäsaarekkeella
In the Crowden
Karviainen kasvaa, varis
Gooseberries grow
Raakkuu, raakkuu
Crow caws, caws
Keisari vanhan ja uuden
Emperor of old and new
Raakkuu, raakkuu, raakkuu
Metsäinen saari pellon keskellä
The grove is an island in the field
Kohtalon edessä se nöyrtyi
Humbled in the face of destiny
Raita tuhottiin perhosen alta
Goat willow was destroyed beneath the butterfly
Häiveperhonen, oi parka
Oh poor, poor Purple Emperor
Kohtalon varis kumartumaan joutui, joutui, joutui, joutui, joutui...
The crow of destiny had to bow, had to, had to, had to ...
Ribes uva-crispa
Ribes grossularia
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Sea cliffs rise out of the perspective-wide ocean plain
Chop-sided island cloaked in spindrifts of salt spray
Foraminifera ooze sediment, creating vast beds of calcerous coccoliths
Millennia-buried deep underground
But the currents still flow
Timewards, Clevewards
We'll walk and hear the ferns and thickets
Lay eyes on a bowing stem
Stop our feet like brambles
Redirect our rambles
Radiärsymmetrische Blüte
Radially symmetric flowers
Mit fünf Kronblättern
With five petals
Und vielen Staubblättern
And many stamens
Bramble
380 microspecies
With which Cro requires leisure and enthusiastic diligence to familiarise
Krähen Wäldchen
In the dene of the crow
Wind-beat Whitebeam
is flashing as in gusts
Bristol, Wilmott's, Robertson's, Houston's and Observatory
A blinking background, pulsating codes and temporal transients
Modulating the transmission of:
Beaming Brombeeren and Blackberries
Bouncing beauties bursting barriers and breaking the boundless burdens
Cro just likes the taste
Rubus fruticosus Agg.
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Kauve Ka Jungal
04:36
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Under a tranquil canopy
Cubes of clarity are carved into by curious Cro
Wrenching beakwards, in search of
Prismatic loveliness
Cro's deepening desire for shards of beauty is always close
Never-closer, almost unfelt
Purple pleasure but unscented, dog-named
A reporoach for its want of perfume
Kauve ka jungal
Deep deep deep deep
Deep in the thick of the thicket
Violet
Sepals acute, awl-shaped bracts, stem channelled
Dog Violet, Blue Mice, Shoes and Stockings
Sycamoe fights and flights
Tall-tangled and artless, flaunting and gaunt
Cro maps their differences and learns their habits
Swallowing swan song and superficial architecture
Cro beams Byzantine belligerencies to counter
The flow of insipid indolence
A cartography of creativity and calibrated critiques
Viola canina
Viola riviniana
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Hutan Gagak
04:29
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Suddenly Cro
Suddenly know (s)
Suddenly how to
Access the flow
Sees future sees past
As if Cro could always do this
A memory, a wish, a dream
Hutan gagak
Resonance is strong here
Instant summer, a wing beat of cold winter
Followed by ice ages
Then prehistorical cycads, ferns, horsetails and supercontinents
Cro stops crowness
Cro halts movement
Under-curls legs and sits on the ground
Meditating, cro-ditates, all ears open
Cro opening as if a flower
After the quietness Green Hellebore reveals itself
Fading in and out of perception
Palmate-leaved
Green-petalled
Poison-honeyed
Early flowering
Injure-foot-green
The towering Norway Maple readies itself to
Fling down redgreen winglets, decoratively, over the scene
Cro feels changed now, stranged now
Is adjacency required?
Or is Cro touched and inspired?
An infinity of possibility
Has opened up
Forward, back, sight, sound smell, even travel
A time-travellind crow
Helleborus viridis
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Karasu No Zokibayashi
04:08
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Elegance and beauty are in the dark round eye of the beholder
Smooth and pure, texturalised and maculate
Black pebble, white pebble encounter each other
Repelling and attracting
Cro is always drawn to beauty, wherever it may fall
In the corner of the copse
A five-stem yew
Burnished by mastodons
Shrugged of stormfall becch boughs
Wafting yellow-clouded
Guarding, guarding small beauties
Leaf merged around stalk
Stalk piercing leaf
Cradling the precious delicate white flower of
Spring Beauty
Cro cannot create
Cro is already purple-fringed blackness beauty
Karasu No Zokibayashi
Cro feel wu-wei
Cro becomes three-legged, yatagarasu
Feel the qi of nature
Present the qi
Let nature flow through
Cro-men, omen, a rare sand land, distant
A change stirs within
Cro stamps a clawprint in the soft dark canvas of a molehill
Cares, with a diagonal stroke of the beak, a slash aboe the claw
First glyph, first art?
Cro contemplates, critiques
Rejects, restarts, reconsiders, renews, accepts -- creates!
Claytonia perfoliata
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Kageya Kadu
04:24
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Longtime looking, Cro searches for ideas and information
Nuggest of mind-nutrients, morsels of memory and math
Cro looks northside dark colder mossworn striated elm-bark no food here today
Cro looks southside warm yellow sun-hot
Cro looks windward nothing here today westward windswept unkempt snack-free zone
Cro look lee, there! In the pocket, in the eddy-calm
Two early grasshoppers make a long-awaited meal
But what was the question again?
Twayblade unfrayed concave wide-splayed leaf blades
Kageya kadu
A simulacro approaching requisite density
Full-bore stomach rumbling
A twisting gnawing tumbling
A vast emptiness, cavernous inside Cro
Hunger-Elm fastidious and flaccid
Burgeoning and belly-ached
Cro realises that food and thought and entirely different concepts
Staves off the pangs with ascetic determination
Accessing the prallel worlds with perpendicular words
Skimming the arrays to find the version where food is
Right here right now, easy-grabbed beak-bountied, belly burstful
Then back to world A.prime.stop.zero
Cro thinks is is a great Trickster trick
Cro sits by the orchid, breathing in world-density
Before long Cro realises:
The hunger is not gone -- you can't take metabolites between worlds:
The small plain orchid's lesson
Neottia ovata
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Corvus Silvam
02:45
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Drenched in dark-light dew glow flew Cro
Twisting downwards to the understory
'Twas the first visiting to the particular peculiar copse
Cro feels unbelonging
Alien feeling, not-invented-here
This unsettles Cro
The always-feels-at-home Cro
On the incarnadine edge
A Yellow Balsam dangles, oblvious
A fellow alien form, displaced and immigrant
Wandering and hopeful, unjudged
Cro cannot process this anomaly
Uncomfortable and non-sequitur
Cro looks around for an escape plan
Poplar gives a route up its obloid trunk
Cro follows, scamper-flapping, beak skywards
Bursting through twig tips and canpy
Wings almost-eagle, Cro soars
Ever skyward, homewards, the the embrace of sky
Higher and higher, black heat of sun on wing, deep blueness
Wide eye scatter, muscles lactic-sore
Forgetting the future, scanning the horizons
Deftly distinguishing the half dome
Cro can see green everywhere until the edges of view
Eyes strain for distant colour -- ocean blue
Eyes strain for truth -- the next clue
Impatiens noli-me-tangere
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Datsch England, UK
Datsch takes musical snapshots of the flora of the Surrey Hills, England as seen through the eyes of a mythical crow called Cro. Through-composed, unstrophic unrhymed free verse and prog-folkish with deep harmonies and wayward guitars.
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