**Encountering The Muses: The Phenomenology of The Poet**
by Amathir
(For Kess, Merve, Manda, Flavia, Katya, & Jennifer)
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Part dreaming, part fantasy conjured;
Embodied in the senses, yet weightless.
Mystical reverie and direct intuition,
Active together
In Conscious and Unconscious frames.
The reality of it could not be more real,
But nothing like reality
In it’s apparent everydayness.
Indeed, she has her body-at-hand, and aspects
That draw the attention to its fine-most point;
The lucid horizon of the intentional gaze
Mapping the finitudes of a promising fate.
It is a pleasure,
But a pleasure on the threshold.
For there is always a ‘beyond’;
Just over the horizon,
Always more beyond.
And yet, to push back the horizon,
Back to its outer-most, only brings us back
To the point where one first catches sight.
The promise of that which lies beyond
Is always well beyond.
Our senses cannot penetrate the boundary,
For the boundary is the senses
And it lies in all directions.
It is the mind,
The original source and final destination,
The alpha and the omega of the senses;
The mind
Is always already beyond.
Through this Transcendental Gateway;
Through which
Muser and The Muse must pass;
Beyond which
Muser and The Muse float weightlessly;
The Poet irrupts into Being.
Where fragments,
Infinite shards of nuance
Reflect the light
From the gaze of angular consciousness.
Prismatic negation,
The attrition of mutual-cancellations,
Casting out blinding shadows.
Reminiscent of the darkest dark-spots
Of a once-glorious sun, now diminished
In it’s long, drawn-out throes of death.
But the collapse
Precedes the union (but not a reunion)
Of the fragments into total Concord.
It is a dawning
That dissolves the finite horizon
Resting upon the ocean of the senses.
As light fades
And gives way to Enlightenment,
And the ocean sinks away,
The Illusions,
Once the tools of navigation,
Unveil the potency of Being,
Its endless potential
Both realised and awaiting.
The Poet is revealed at once.
The becomingness of Muse and Muser;
Inspired Oneness
Moving towards the Infinite Mass
Of a wholly created universe.
The Unity of mutual origination,
A beautiful birth
That only I have known.
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