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THE MOOR DANCES

Mark Boccard

DANCE OF GEOMETRIZED VOLUMES WAS CREATED
 A            T                     A
DA            T   E        S       E T
  N E                         A   R
              T       O
  N   O       T I        ME   AS
D     O    O   R           S
         G O  T        L  ES   S
  N   O       T I                C E 
 AN      GE    R   D    U  S         T
  AND    GE M              S
D     O          ZED VOL  ES WAS     TED
THE FORM AND COLOR OF A STARRY NIGHT
    FOR  A D  O O   F        Y
TH   OR   N  COLOR    A        N   T
POURS STEADILY AND VIOLENTLY OUT
         A      ND       T   O
P       E       N   I          T
AS IT PASSES OVER THE SOLDIER'S HEAD
   I    S         T    O    R    EAD
   I              T
A       S                     S   AD
A   T  A S   O  R        DI        D
RAIN AND THE SIGHING OF THE WIND
  I       H   I         T
 A        H   IGH N  O  T E
RAI          S   ING
  IN A D   E SIG  N       E    D
R    AN  T       ING      E   ND

 







Dance of geometrized volumes was created at a date set near to no time as doors got less notice. Anger, dust, and gems dozed. Voles wasted the form and color of a starry night for a doofy thorn. Colorant pours steadily and violently out, and to pen it as it passes over the soldier's head is to read it as sad. At a sordid rain and the sighing of the wind, I hit a high note, raising in a designed, ranting end.



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