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Recorded Reading (2:22): https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/qewwbl17k1c69pybh28rh/Visions-Girls-Club.m4a?rlkey=ro661rvgaf52yj0r2aqxhh354&dl=0

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(The average American will dismiss the images in this series as imaginary fluff.

The average American does not read the works on this site.

In case you’ve missed the painstaking efforts this poet has gone through to demonstrate the possibility, methodology and practicality of said images, please start at the site search bar, asking for “A Correspondence Worth Printing.” “Cassandra’s Curse” and “What She Sees I & II” are also germaine in this context. Then follow introductory commentaries for “Visions of Nova Terra I – XI.”

On this third dimension the poet is continually astounded by the amount of effort and energy we put into putting each other down.

All that same energy, on the fifth dimension, goes to bringing one another up!)

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Visions of Nova Terra ~ Girls’ Club

We have a little club, we do
Myself, my sisters and a few
Other girls who live nearby
Any one might just stop by
Sometimes two or three — or six!

We get our adolescent kicks
By making one another feel
How much each to the rest appeal

We’ve many ways of doing that:

Find or make a girl a hat
Which brings out all the best in her
If you want to make her purr!

We broken hearts always triage
For emergency massage
Then gloom further put to flight
By giving her a “pamper night”

One girl will slowly brush her hair
A small committee will prepare
A platter of her favorite food
Looking lovely, tasting good
Another girl on her prevails
To let her decorate her nails…

We talk between us that night of
How very deeply we all love
The object of the evening’s art
How much we treasure her warm heart
And the little things she does
That touch and nourish all of us
Forgetting not fond memories
All the better her to please

We do an excellent job, too —
That sorry soul, when we’re all through,
Neither sad nor sorry be
Its reestablished harmony
Cleansed of inhibiting pain
Ready to face the world again!

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