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Marc Ten Low, C/- PO Box 601 Mawson ACT 2607 Australia

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WILDAIR THOUGHTS: GIFTS FOR THE ORACULAR

11 May 2026

Preening myself in this sweetsick lake’s plage,
My majesty of plumage, wet with decoupage,

Stirring the grasses, wind under my wings,
Silent, to hear how your own brilliance sings!

Cold to the moisture, clay to melted earth,
Forming of heart and its bursting-proud berth,

Needling to wicks of fragrance, stark in air,
Whence crawls the creaks of love, once nestled there.

The querulous, the queer now standing here
Smaller than they appear, remember with good cheer

The gifts of heartstrung chattels, whet with hands
To hold me dear, where flung the mountain sands!

Come forward, ye who travelled here alone!
Whence we have strayed, and given, soon be gone!

Whether from ice of throne, or steel icon—
Whence we have strayed, and given, soon be gone!

 

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© Marcus Ten Low, 2026

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