'Some kind of a Bardo Dream'
she said.
The kind of dream you don't want to wake up from,
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Quite rarely there is a mysterious beauty to a poem beyond the sense of the words. In this case it is the sound. I read it to myself several times and it is the assonance and half-rhyme of the differing e sounds which lift the poem on to a higher plane. All elements conspire to make this a great poem. Tom Billsborough
Beyond lush, beyond ease. That sounds so good. Whatever the dream it is wonderful that poetry can take us there.
A dreamscape the reader thinks, but is it? Rereading it transmutes into something different on third reading another and so on like seeing multiple images super transposed one upon the other. I especially love the line beyond Lush' which is what this poem is beyond lush and I felt I had shared that 'first cigarette'. Much food for thought here Thanks Andy