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The Twin Trees

by In Gowan Ring

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born of bubblie waterspun a Magic Lace Game three faced in one gold braided frame green all the grasses of wold and tree branched infinitlie wicket keepers have gone wicket keepers have come rivertime reels and unravels it's tome with the jangling of metal the clanging of stone, to wherry-ride the Fisherking's ship blood and bone where seals of fire wheel in the sky turn around and around... chanting the tone of bowery found stringing the strands come unwound where branches lowly bow across the shallow ford our watercress grows blooming flowers & grassie floors wicket keepers have gone wicket keepers have come rivertime reels and unravels its song you drink from my mouth as I drink from another the smoke rizes, the ashe descends cleft in twain, made whole again ...no beginning, no end, no beginning
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born of bubblie waterspun a Magic Lace Game three faced in one gold braided frame green all the grasses of wold and tree branched infinitlie wicket keepers have gone wicket keepers have come rivertime reels and unravels it's tome with the jangling of metal the clanging of stone, to wherry-ride the Fisherking's ship blood and bone where seals of fire wheel in the sky turn around and around... chanting the tone of bowery found stringing the strands come unwound where branches lowly bow across the shallow ford our watercress grows blooming flowers & grassie floors wicket keepers have gone wicket keepers have come rivertime reels and unravels its song you drink from my mouth as I drink from another the smoke rizes, the ashe descends cleft in twain, made whole again ...no beginning, no end, no beginning
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your mouth whispers a silver stone your eyes mimic a tree whose leaves have all but few fallen your symbol calls to my symbol your lips whisper a silver stone as weather we into trees as weather we into twin trees entwined but nowhere bound connected, nowhere attached your fruit mixes with my fruit your roots they are buried within me as within you, my roots are buried your Symbol enflows my Symbol your branches wrappled round my branches as weather we into trees as weather we into twin trees entwined but nowhere bound connected, nowhere attached
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your mouth whispers a silver stone your eyes mimic a tree whose leaves have all but few fallen your symbol calls to my symbol your lips whisper a silver stone as weather we into trees as weather we into twin trees entwined but nowhere bound connected, nowhere attached your fruit mixes with my fruit your roots they are buried within me as within you, my roots are buried your Symbol enflows my Symbol your branches wrappled round my branches as weather we into trees as weather we into twin trees entwined but nowhere bound connected, nowhere attached
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cupped hands spell of ties unbroken clasped on my locus a wistful token sift thru the loriel hour alight, delicately wrought away the images pinned upon scrolls of thought am I to warm? Am I to bleed? morrow prithy fair you to me bring a royal purple, a burning red a green grown wild of stem and blade as clever as snakes, as innocent as doves painted in you, my twin mother child love hidden in the stealthiest grasses unseen time trickers we aside this upturned tree a leafy wreath for your petalled head a grassy crown for me as naked we lay newly cleaved sewn at the outer stitched place of our grace a root reaching pliant thru our base pulled taut form of white smiling palm turned upwards and thin so to walk well upon all deeper hues on the insides we knew pulsing wave ocean vein skin covered earth and dew all silvered smooth in gloriole's imbue thimble and thread of my true lovers loom sun setting amber far over the sky and evening has waxed us all in laurea arranging flowers: heart and star meshed a petal fall all in your hair on your breast a garlanding mantle, trestle and stave loping tacitly our caroly glade of royal purple, of burning red of green grown wildly wherever we bed as clever as snakes, as innocent as doves cradled in you, my twin mother child love.
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Originally released on World Serpent in 1997.

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released June 6, 1997

Bass [Acoustic], Guitar – Eli Morrison
Composed By, Performer [Instruments], Vocals – B'eirth
Double Bass [Contrabass] – John Bean
Flute – Amber*
Organ [Chapel], Vocals – Lincoln Lysager
Piano [Water] – Cate (2)
Trumpet – Grant J.
Vocals – Melinda Dawn
Vocals [Chant] – Lisa Olivia, Mary Land
Vocals [Chant], Performer [Singingbowl] – E (7)

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In Gowan Ring

The Symbolist Folk Music of In Gowan Ring channels stories of stones and angels through homemade instruments and human voice.

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