Well, that is an introduction to some of the new poems,
and now I'd like to read you some of the old ones.
The metaphysical input would be the point
of some of these early ones.
"Go to the shine that's on a tree."
When dawn has laid with liquid light
with luminous light the nighted tree,
and take that glory without fright,
go to the song that's in a bird when
he has seen the glistening tree that glorious tree the bird
has heard.
Give praise for its felicity.
Then go to the Earth and touch it keen, the tree and bird.
Be wide aware, be wild aware of light unseen and unheard song
along the air