"Awake. Shake dreams from your hair my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day; the day's divinity. First thing you see.

A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon. Couples, naked, race down by it's quiet side. And we laugh like soft, mad children, snug in the wooly, cotton brains of infancy.
The music and voices are all around us."




He truly was an avant-garde poet.

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"Awake. Shake dreams from your hair my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day; the day's divinity. First thing you see.
A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon. Couples, naked, race down by it's quiet side. And we laugh like soft, mad children, snug in the wooly, cotton brains of infancy.
The music and voices are all around us."


He truly was an avant-garde poet.


Well I suspect he is largely regarded as a decent poet, backed up by music that was in harmony with his lyrics.

Great sift OP.

From ages of 10 to about 16 I did about 3-4 8.5hr trips a year to a family property: the music that made the trip most bearable at 3am was the doors.

AWESOME

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Promoting this video back to the front page; last published Thursday, September 10th, 2009 8:32am PDT - promote requested by chingalera.