{"id":7165,"date":"2013-12-12T14:31:56","date_gmt":"2013-12-12T19:31:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/linaru.com\/en\/?p=7165"},"modified":"2021-10-19T12:42:19","modified_gmt":"2021-10-19T16:42:19","slug":"decembers-sun","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/linaru.com\/en\/decembers-sun\/","title":{"rendered":"December’s Sun"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Audio collaboration with David Stevens<\/a>.\n
Fluffy, so light, I could fly into the clouds and sing a dance of renewal. \r\n\r\nIt is December, and I simply want to be me, but who am I?\r\n\r\nIn circles I go, against my own will, 'cause prior to the will is my attentive gaze,\r\nso I gaze and then I think, so then I attend and then I will. \r\n\r\nIn circles I define myself, self-referencing, machine that strives toward liberty, \r\nan open-ended wholeness.\r\n\r\nIn circles I become a Trojan-horse of love, gone and away, away and back,\r\nthis is it, it, it is just this which is, just now, it, it is, loving. \r\n\r\nFlight, so might, I can go away and come back, lost and bounced.\r\n \r\nI am still against this December's gaze, but the sun is so mine, \r\nthe sun is so tender that I know I could fly anytime,\r\ngo into the skies and become it, it, being. \r\n\r\nBeing, it. \r\n\r\nIt...December's sun. \r\n\r\n<\/pre>\n
For the multi-language version hear the audio fusing the English with a Spanish translation, a suggestion to enhance the poem by David Stevens<\/a>.<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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