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d e c a n t e r

copious example
held aloft
the good life
shinning through

beneath the bitter milk
and sour bread
we tilled the salt
with toil and sweat

trickle aches
the open dreams
like runoff streams
and miles bred

porchlight nocturna
waiting for visions
from heaven
and whispers from
the grasses

hunting bat
on moth glass
chase

drink heartily
these chaste
allowances

moonship bow
cresting
nestled clouds
the ring of
chimes
in clockwork
land

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As always I enjoyed the poem, but in this case I think that it could use some punctuation to provide more impact for the images you convey

porchlight nocturna
waiting for visions
from heaven
and whispers from
the grasses

my favourite Stanza it really brought back some memories for me

love JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

I am sure they would be well received.
This, like most of your work, is fucking lovely and powerful.
Here is my take on it
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0LepH8DXdkC

shinning through [shining]

cheers,
Jess
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