Wednesday, May 9, 2012

The Blackest Nights, Lightless... by Purple Mark


Within the blackest of nights,
the lightless and fireless peoples
are well-trained to see in the dark.

The illumination of what is there
allows them to see into the deepest
shadows and into the human heart.

All deities reside in the human breast
writes william blake and after Seeing
tigers burning brightly in the night,

One can’t help but wonder what else
he envisioned that he didn’t transcribe
which angles of infinity are right?

Many who walk this world are unaware
of the beauty which is there before their
eyes if they would just deign to notice.

As if london had thrown off its opera
houses and art galleries, its vestiges
of civilization lay like a discarded cloak.

While in Moscow, noble ladies, the wives
of officers on duty far away, actresses
and women of lower classes sought out

The rough caresses of the moujik, making
love to the mad monk with his dirty beard
and filthy hands was a new and thrilling thing.

Though he killed no person, Rasputin brought
down an empire, the Darth Vader of the times
so that when the mood of the people changed,

The Tsar and the Romanov family lost their lives
and though he saved their hemophiliac son for a time
not Rasputin nor they survived their blackest nights.

---Purple Mark, 05/05/2012




Purple Prompts:                                                                         

  1. Noble ladies, wives of officers on duty far away, actresses and women of lower classes sought the rough, humiliating caresses of the Moujik. Making love to the unwashed peasant with his dirty beard and filthy hands was a new and thrilling sensation.” Robert K. Massie. Nicholas And Alexandra. (Dell Books, 1967) Page 207.
  2. Know you not that all fireless peoples can see in the dark? Having no lamps we are forced to train ourselves to travel through the blackest night, lightless.” Hugh Lofting. The Voyages of Doctor Dolittle. (Dell Books, 1967) Page 203.
  3. All deities reside in the human breast —William Blake.” June Singer. Androgyny: Toward A New Theory Of Sexuality. (Anchor Books, 1977) Page 233.
  4. It was as if London had thrown off its opera houses and art galleries, its vestiges of civilization, like a discarded cloak.” Alice Thompson. Justine. (Counterpoint, 1996) Page 119.



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