Where do we squander life’s precious force
but in insensible routines; our solar,
lunar; lunar, solar repetitions! I for one
have spent an eternity at the Sun and Moon’s behest,
bivouacked, in this brutal wilderness of stone.
We can each of us attest how understanding
extends attending forms of light.
Yet with all expectation hooked to that fierce Titan
and our lesser satellite we are diminished.
Endlessly the knots of flesh and bone
are patted to and fro, cat and mouse, from death
to life, life to death in tawdry pantomime.
We would be damned indeed
lest for Stellar miasma settling discreetly
for this remote and near abandoned zone.
Like powdered snow it sticks
to my Cheshire Cats’ Star-cradle strung out
from my translucent finger ends to my alchemical
ductless glands. My single-lidded sense
cannot perceive it any more than prayer alone.
Yet at times the infinitesimal weight of it
smothers Hydra-headed protestation;
renders mindless repetition absurd, unknown.
Where the mighty mustard seed descends
‘I am that I am’ is invisibly sown.
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In response to Konstantin. OK. Well, here goes! To hoodwink means to pull something over the eyes so that one doesn’t see what is going on.
Originally it is from hawking where the tamed hawk had to have a little bag-like hood pulled over its eyes when on the arm of the hawker of falconer.
The suggestion in the poem is that we are far more influenced by the stars and literally, star-dust than we think. A very fine substance reaches us all of the time but because unseen tends to be ignored by Mankind. Astrology of course tends to be a bit of a joke with many scientists but it is interesting to see how many of the ancient civilisations, the Egyptians,
the Sumerians, the Greeks, the Chinese took it very seriously indeed
We all know about the influence of the Sun and to a lesser extent the Moon. The 28 days cycle of the Moon has an enormous effect on life on earth creating, as it does, variations in water movement, tides, regulating plant growth and the reproduction cycles of human women in particular. The argument runs that it is the Moon that inspires a kind of insight into what is HIDDEN from view. Fair enough AND MOST PEOPLE ACCEPT THIS ESPECIALLY OF COURSE WOMEN but there is a great unknown. How far are we influenced by what lies very much further away from us sending very fine matter to us constantly?
Of course it is most likely to be entirely random and accidental. But perhaps, and here is the point, star-dust (or rays or emanations) feed us in the direction of much finer levels of awareness and consciousness. Perhaps it is from the stars that the peaks of human achievement in all fields owe their existence; the great religions, mathematics, the arts and music and anything that is life-on-earth enhancing. We could call it perhaps higher consciousness. And there’s another thing. If the Big Bang theory of Creation is true then we are composed of star material in any case. Maybe that’s why we respond whether we know we respond or not.