Night Aether Network Poem by Denis Mair

{being my name for radio}
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Thanks for vibing in and out at helpful times,

for flicker of tongue visualized as blue flame,

elongating down staticky miles of gauntlet vales,

tracking wave-grooves on the far black end of ultra-violet,

nestled down in night aether for long badlands haul,

propagating conscious message by surfing tenuous existence,

what a strange continuation of the voyage launched by inward leaping!

taking occupancy of endlessly elaborated observatory halls,

being the arrival that ends their desertion,

and being the wavering signal that persists by miracles of tuning...

then building through practice the surety of communal persistence.
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{Photo credit: 'Leaving the Tunnel' by Shanna Fledderjohann. One reason I chose her image was that she posted it on the night of March 23, which was the same night I wrote this little poem. Now that is synchronicity worthy of being called 'radio'! So I asked if I could use her image. She kindly agreed.}