English: David Bowie in the early 1970s (Photo credit: Wikipedia) |
VICHIAN CYCLES
By Adolph Caso
By Adolph Caso
Inspired by David Bowie’s, Space Oddity...
The cold countdown
followed
by the blast‑off
that sends you
into space
through
oxymoronic layers
that bend in the heavens
for an instant
and quickly close
as though
man
had never been present.
Your processed voice
comes to me
as you speed through space
toward the moon,
your mind intent
on instruments
my heart
pounding
as you draw away from me.
Will you ever come back!
Though you know
the point of your arrival
I wonder
in dread excitement
over your feat of maneuverability
and intelligence;
when I hear your voice
the space becomes vast.
My feet
on the ground
I get dizzy thinking
you may reach
a point of no return--
the concomitant
lost and found--
and myself
neither
and
without
the guidance you’re receiving.
Even after the moon registers
your footprint
and our cloth,
I shudder over your return
through layers of chaos
like fingers
plucking
the harpsichord
the sound from the first string
lasting
or
sustained by another
to make a whole possible--
noise to harmony
order to chaos!
Vichian cycles
of spiraling circles
will bring you back
to me
purer
for having passed
through layers
of
purifying fire.
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