Hovers Pull'd From The Goblin Urn, That Grudge Me Pleasure

[jeff harrison]

these hovers don't last
though hoped me those
verses would lure Virginia
from / under / where
bleeds sea up darkest
that folded PEEP is
the WATERS, up-, up-,
upon the face
of these waters
no hovers,
mechanically
restless,
will endure (
stiffly immortal
with sharp name
to stick thru
this stretched
creature wane,
guestless,
dreaming - or,
rather, con-
fined
to slumbers
with
no stories,
offering
only oaths
to speak tales)
that folded PEEP
is CHRONOS, up,
up, up rocks &
down soil --
graver, slow'r cold'r,
startle me over some
waves carcass-crown'd
though top'd, Virginia, with
peace shall rave your name

 

		
---------------------------------
Do you Yahoo!?
 Make Yahoo! your home page   
-------------- next part --------------
An HTML attachment was scrubbed...
URL: <http://tekspost.no/mailman/private/syndicate/attachments/20050314/76aaadc3/attachment-0001.html>