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“No more of shutters, sews, or seams. / Give back both nightmares and my dreams.”

He’s a master of rhyme fr

“And so with microscopes and men / we search — find what? The dark again / as out beyond, the universe / goes by, one great celestial hearse, / where stars, moons, planets, nebulae, / and silent-wailing comets die.”

I wasn’t getting into most of these, but ‘And Yet The Burning Bush Has Voice’ really got me. This is the Bradbury I want!!

“Bakes good bread and serves a wine / that bloods the soul most super-fine / and emptiness fills up with words / like flocking flights of firebirds / that move and motion, merge and mull / so men gone empty now are full. / Yet, all mysterious remains, / so man stands out in ghosting rains / and makes umbrellas with machines / half-satisfied with in-betweens,”

Like a song