There has always been the tendency
to take and tack
to a strange, discursive emptiness
any furore that will push the slack
to a fiery tautness. This occurs
in women and men who,
having once known the force of purpose,
can never let rot do.
I have been ragged now for days
with a rage that burns to a head
of hopeless mockery, and its flame
reddens coals born and bred
in my mouth. All the long summer,
all those sumptuous boughs, those wooded wealds,
have collapsed in vigorous fears whose first
thrust menaces all my shields.
(from “The Light Of Day (I)” – a collection to be published soon)
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