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    Laughing Buddha and Other Poems, The Ascent, and Impossible Colours
    Laughing Buddha and Other Poems, The Ascent, and Impossible Colours
    Laughing Buddha and Other Poems, The Ascent, and Impossible Colours
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    Laughing Buddha and Other Poems, The Ascent, and Impossible Colours

    By Carl Beswick

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    We are made of the stars whose fire we breathe.
    And we too burn out, burn up.
    Shine long, shine bright
    And never give up.

     

    This collection of extraordinary poems and prose poems brings together a decade of work.

    Originally published as Laughing Buddha and Other Poems, this extended edition also includes later collections, The Ascent, and Impossible Colours.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMoonya Press
    Release dateJan 13, 2022
    ISBN9781501449802
    Laughing Buddha and Other Poems, The Ascent, and Impossible Colours
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    Carl Beswick

    Carl Beswick is a British-Australian writer. Currently based in Melbourne, his work comprises experimental and contemporary novelistic and poetic forms. Carl has an extensive knowledge of the publishing industry, earning a Master of Creative Writing, Publishing and Editing from the University of Melbourne in 2020.

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      Laughing Buddha and Other Poems, The Ascent, and Impossible Colours - Carl Beswick

      Revelation

      Revelation blows through me,

      and with the stars as company

      I make peace with the dark.

      Even the dark is filled with

      dazzling colours—a psychedelic revolution

      springs forth into my consciousness.

      I close my eyes, dream, imagine.

      All is calm save for the storm in my heart,

      and I can only hope that destiny

      and eternity will be kind to me.

      ––––––––

      Today I laugh in the face of reality,

      and feel only joy in everything—

      joy in the fact that all exists alone, and at

      the absurdity of all that we perceive

      as real.

      ––––––––

      I wish to cleanse myself of all irrational fear

      and embrace the fear which gives me strength

      to choose and to change.

      The earth is sacred

      and so are we.

      We are made of the stars whose fire we breathe.

      And we too burn out, burn up.

      Shine long, shine bright

      And never give up.

      The Inner Dragon

      Bullied by the world

      but not submissive,

      my mind is blown through a fiery rage,

      with the wind my ally and the moon in the sky.

      The moon dictates a different world from the

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