doug bentley Poems

Every noon the sun springs eclipse
above the sickly industrial air
of chongqing*, coughs way out
of cancerous cloud, wheezes
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After the cord separating us
forever was cut from you,
snake of sensory ecstasy,
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Forebrain handsteps on lunar surface
Become first prints of man-on-moon
Under pressure of a million
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you see,
what the alien
overlooks
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Before the illumining darkness,
the simple abstruse ever beheld
as in a glass darkly; before
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my tiny eye in the sky
sits squarely on zhongnanhai,
for o'er google earth it sprites
black shade cast, moon bright
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When supernova donna strickland
strove proudly to her nobel microphone
her immortal lecture to the dons
of academic culture might have
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by overwhelming popular consensus
and library loads of historical evidence
it is hands down crystal clear-
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