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Long Drum of the Moon

By Brian Brogan 1,641 0

Tassels from the long drum of the moon in windows of clay silence

I can make dreams feel themselves stay awake

Receive black stones to weigh me down into the past

Here now in this space between I polish them with buried tears

Beneath the earth of my chest unknown ciphers

Parchments of truth in flame diamond bones

Instant canyons of mood distant land of vaulted mind

Reeling the heart above the rain cloud

Axis of burning shadow tender shreds of dawn

Slight tearing in the beautiful harvest of awareness

Stories leak out of ancient energy wounds

Blood word vessels eaten by serpent incantations

I paint them into in the Cerulean Blue Hue

The thinnest tender branches have been on the longest journey

Fingers creating the future self before light was only memory

In the curvatures of crowded mind sentenced to a tangled word

I scratch my deer head into the earth into the nerve of a spider tree

I rattle my shaman stone eyes I travel long alone

Beneath the flint of my birch bark skin with silver eyes

Made beautiful in their reflection of you little star sisters

I want the night to stay in the communion of old rivers

Before they became rivers mud bank of eyes eyelash grasses

Lemon songs before the fruit tree blowing across the sea of time

I speak the unknown things for the dead to wake up

Birds who aren’t birds rocking the empty bird house

Empty caves whistling through oracle vehicle

A vine for your thirst I snake through your treetops

To your vision and sharing a harbinger a sacred pull a little poem
 

 

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Born in Brooklyn and reared on the "Northshore" of Massachusetts, Brian Brogan is a internationally recognized shamanic artist. A world traveler who has lived in 7 different countries, he now lives in the west of Ireland with his artist wife Jessie Brogan who works in Faery Seer ship Tradition. For Brian, discovering the act of creating poetry was both an epiphany and a revelation in his quest to combine his painting and shamanic interactions with nature and cosmos.

Brian writes, "In both my poetry and art much of my imagery is dreamlike, and comes to me in dreams, visions, and other liminal states of consciousness where the material world meets the spirit world. I am attracted to dreamlike places where tropes merge, meanings shift, and past, present, and future fuse. At these junctures space can become time, and time can turn into space. Within my poetry are alchemical narratives that resurrect presences, light and hope inside the insistent paradox of the human condition."

Brian states "I feel a deep kinship with Gary Snyder's words":

“As a poet I hold the most archaic values on earth . . . the fertility of the soil, the magic of animals, the power-vision in solitude, the terrifying initiation and rebirth, the love and ecstasy of the dance, the common work of the tribe. I try to hold both history and the wilderness in mind, that my poems may approach the true measure of things and stand against the unbalance and ignorance of our times.”
Gary Snyder

Brian is currently working on his manuscript "Tracking The Masked Dawn" for publication.

You can purchase Brian's amazing art by visiting his website: www.thepaintedstory.com

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