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Psalm 25

Psalm 25 Cast by cast I dismiss their well-intentioned words In my own waders fish the Arnold’s Blackening mouth – Sip the bitter wine of her death Across the river – Te Ruru’s enduring call Out of darkness – Te…

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Psalm 24

Psalm 24 Climbing rain wreathed Te Kinga Tīwaiwaka flits & pips about my feet See – See – your Te Kinga lives – See – See – the beauty of her eyes Heart aflame I retie mucky boots My cheeks,…

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Psalm 23

Psalm 23 Mind convinced Love pulls the outside in – On my 60th birthday I ascend Te Kinga Burning     Kevin Moran 16/5/11 Whakapapa: This poem includes words adapted from ‘the voice’ (heard on the cusp between sleep &…

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Psalm 22

Psalm 22 I Am Neither Kevin Nor Not-Kevin Neither Christian nor not-Christian Neither Taoist nor not-Taoist Neither Shaman nor not-Shaman I Am Neither & Not I Am Both & Becoming & A fountain of tears floods forth from the mountain…

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Psalm 21

Psalm 21 People keep small statues of them A clay one sits on the filing cabinet in my office My wife has a fluffy one she hangs on the Christmas tree I know a man who changed his name so…

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Psalm 20

Psalm 20 I know not what brings me To coil languid on the black stone of my life To flicker in tongues At the departing language of the mind I am walking snake Hissing word I rise ruthless In the…

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Psalm 19

Psalm 19 What wakes, in such haste At the solstice point of my life What rod, now bitter, now sweet Do I grasp in these budding hands In whose triumph, with what chains To which obligation am I led In…

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Psalm 18

Psalm 18 In the light and dark of my soul I wake to a thousand presences What land is this? Which city? Who approaches? What calls? Mundus Imaginalis thou art: ancestral Abode, first fruit of primordial time It is you…

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Psalm 17

Psalm 17 In a dream An abbess - Emissary of an ancient order Of the hallowed feminine Comes to me – Takes my arm – Guides me to a dying postulant Commands Do not live in the circle Of ever…

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Psalm 16

Psalm 16 How much you love me On your lap Stoke my fur And pat my back Till midnight strikes Your shattered house Where I am That And thou art mouse Love me then! Kevin Moran 6/7/10 Whakapapa: This poem…

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