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At this moment, the first [glimpsing] of the Bardo of the Clear Light of Reality, which is the Infallible Mind of the Dharma-Kaya, is experienced by all sentient beings.
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Sits at the limit of a kind of world
Coextensive with everything? How could they know?
And up there I cannot tell if it is still
Preface to the 1970 Edition
His sightless eyes horribly watch the air;
No name, no meaning. Oh my friends,
IX. After the Great Northern Expedition
Covering the land—
My only thought is for what has
Everywhere, utterly.
Onto my frozen fingers.
Wind, sleet. The branches sway,
Of observation lying on the ground
And he is swathed in ever-petrified dread;
Of too much truth to do much more than lie
will be penciled on the coffeeshop menus.
for a few weeks, statistics won’t seem
This gap in time, this season not their own,
From there. Toward . . .

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What I have in my hands, these flowers, these shadows,
Wheezing ravens, when
Will hear the storm-blast of his clarion.
In search of brighter green to come. No way!
With its lament, it often sounds, instead,
So, startled, quivering,
—Now that you notice it—have just moved past
—The place the road ends, that patch of white paint
With my foot the supple ball, for perhaps
Deep in the fog that quenches every ray,
Across the heavens’ gray.
XIV. Franz Josef Land: The Amazing Drift of the Tegetthoff
From which, thanks to symmetry,
Event, the end of the painted road ends up
Never does any motion, sound, or light
Will sound, then the Lord’s face will luminesce
marked with a dark stroke from the left, encroached
Absurdly, my eyes can only see the arc
That patch of white at the very end of the road

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“Now it’s my turn to sing!”
VII. Hudson and His Strait; Baffin and His Bay
So, startled, quivering,
Appendices
Scrawny wolves, and you,
That open before me? What I see
Whiteness, those pediments that rise
To run, as in the time of the bee, seeking
Appear to lift up from the lake;
To watch me watch drowned snow lift from the lake.
I am sleeping, and dreaming, and wandering along
Upon from the right by far trees, that white place
Billows the fog, cloaks
The form sought for centuries by
Will hear the storm-blast of his clarion.
And the wide arrowhead the road itself
Père and Mère Chose could be in conversation
Clear-voiced despite its years, strong, eloquent—
marked with a dark stroke from the left, encroached

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Down the road, at Cypress Gardens, a woman
Choces, Mère and Père, undreaming even of fields
In the dread circle hemmed by glaciers,
Choces, Mère and Père, undreaming even of fields
His sightless eyes horribly watch the air;
XI. Franklin’s Last Voyage
To have been claimed by what we see of what
Suddenly, in a savage, dreadful bend,
Green lilac buds appear that won’t survive
Choces, Mère and Père, undreaming even of fields
Beneath a pile of corpses, lying massed
Never does any motion, sound, or light
Before those virile women!
then takes a step back, to be safe as she reaches.
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Across the heavens’ gray.
VII. Hudson and His Strait; Baffin and His Bay
To have been claimed by what we see of what
Only a fox whose den I cannot find.

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To pick up even the quickening of wind
and the numbed yards will go back undercover.
In realms of dingy gloom and deep crevasse
XIII. The Route to the North
Along the walls are only empty niches,
Deep in the fog that quenches every ray,
Everywhere, utterly.
Cascading snowflakes settle in the pines,
Wheel tracks entrench themselves in snow, yet painted
—The place the road ends, that patch of white paint
Away from their profundity of surface.
Dreaming time has reversed—and you,
The flakes which have stolen onto the flagstones
Close at the end of distance the two Chose
At the end of the road. Even if they are staring
Traces of those deep cuts lie thickly upon
Calling me to you with wild gesturings
To reach out into its own vanishing
Pierced by the mist that fades away,

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time: Oct 27 (3 days ago)
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The time [ordinarily necessary for this motion of the vital-force] is as long as the inspiration is still present, or about the time required for eating a meal.

If thou dost not recognize it, think, ‘It is the rays of the grace of the Bhagavan Amitabha, and I will take refuge in it’; and, trusting humbly in it, pray unto it. That is the hook-rays of the grace of the Bhagavan Amitabha. Trust in it humbly; flee not. Even if thou fleest, it will follow thee inseparably [from thyself]. Fear it not. Be not attracted towards the dull red light of the Preta-loka. That is the light-path proceeding from the accumulations of thine intense attachment [to sangsaric existence] which hath come to receive thee. If thou be attached thereto, thou wilt fall into the World of Unhappy Spirits and suffer unbearable misery from hunger and thirst. Thou wilt have no chance of gaining Liberation [therein]. That dull red light is an interruption to obstruct thee on the Path of Liberation. Be not attached to it, and abandon habitual propensities. Be not weak. Trust in the bright dazzling red light. In the Bhagavan Amitabha, the Father-Mother, put thy trust one-pointedly and pray thus:
The above [directions] should be applied before [the vital-force hath] rushed into the left nerve [after first having traversed the navel nerve-centre].

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Some stubborn sprouts up through the stubble hay,
My keyhole blows a gale
snoozing. A schoolgirl on vacation gapes,
Are gliding toward me on the ice into
With my foot the supple ball, for perhaps
the old men burnish stories of Yaz and the Babe
to try that, to hold a terrifying beast
Will sound, then the Lord’s face will luminesce
—The place the road ends, that patch of white paint
That neither the motionless farm couple trudging
Where does this all end? What is the vanishing
She stretches a hand toward the toothy sleeper
Of Boyg of Normandy . . .
Archangel Winter, darkness on his back
Between the high and the low, in this night.
Silence. Your way of being. Your way of seeing
Beneath the snowflakes I notice façades
Come, swallows, it’s good-bye.
From there. Toward . . .