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<h1 epub:type="title">Poetry</h1>
<p>By <b epub:type="z3998:author z3998:personal-name">Mina Loy</b>.</p>
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<a href="#titlepage">Titlepage</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#imprint">Imprint</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#there-is-no-life-or-death">There Is No Life or Death</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#parturition">Parturition</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#italian-pictures">Italian Pictures</a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#italian-pictures-july-in-vallombrosa">July in Vallombrosa</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#italian-pictures-the-costa-san-giorgio">The Costa San Giorgio</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#italian-pictures-costa-magic">Costa Magic</a>
</li>
</ol>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#three-moments-in-paris">Three Moments in Paris</a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#three-moments-in-paris-one-oclock-at-night">One OClock at Night</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#three-moments-in-paris-cafe-du-neant" lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">Café du Néant</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#three-moments-in-paris-magasins-du-louvre" lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">Magasins du Louvre</a>
</li>
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</li>
<li>
<a href="#sketch-of-a-man-on-a-platform">Sketch of a Man on a Platform</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#virgins-plus-curtains-minus-dots">Virgins Plus Curtains Minus Dots</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#to-you">To You</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#giovanni-franchi">Giovanni Franchi</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#babies-in-hospital">Babies in Hospital</a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#babies-in-hospital-1" epub:type="z3998:roman">I</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#babies-in-hospital-2" epub:type="z3998:roman">II</a>
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<li>
<a href="#babies-in-hospital-3" epub:type="z3998:roman">III</a>
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</li>
<li>
<a href="#at-the-door-of-the-house">At the Door of the House</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#the-effectual-marriage">The Effectual Marriage</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#human-cylinders">Human Cylinders</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#the-black-virginity">The Black Virginity</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#lions-jaws">Lions Jaws</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#ignoramus">Ignoramus</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes">Songs to Joannes</a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-1" epub:type="z3998:roman">I</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-2" epub:type="z3998:roman">II</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-3" epub:type="z3998:roman">III</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-4" epub:type="z3998:roman">IV</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-5" epub:type="z3998:roman">V</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-6" epub:type="z3998:roman">VI</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-7" epub:type="z3998:roman">VII</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-8" epub:type="z3998:roman">VIII</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-9" epub:type="z3998:roman">IX</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-10" epub:type="z3998:roman">X</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-11" epub:type="z3998:roman">XI</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-12" epub:type="z3998:roman">XII</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-13" epub:type="z3998:roman">XIII</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-14" epub:type="z3998:roman">XIV</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-15" epub:type="z3998:roman">XV</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-16" epub:type="z3998:roman">XVI</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-17" epub:type="z3998:roman">XVII</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-18" epub:type="z3998:roman">XVIII</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-19" epub:type="z3998:roman">XIX</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-20" epub:type="z3998:roman">XX</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-21" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXI</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-22" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXII</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-23" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXIII</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-24" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXIV</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-25" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXV</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-26" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXVI</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-27" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXVII</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-28" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXVIII</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-29" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXIX</a>
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<a href="#songs-to-joannes-30" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXX</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-31" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXXI</a>
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<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-32" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXXII</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-33" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXXIII</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#songs-to-joannes-34" epub:type="z3998:roman">XXXIV</a>
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<a href="#the-dead">The Dead</a>
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<li>
<a href="#o-hell">O Hell</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#mexican-desert">Mexican Desert</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#perlun">Perlun</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#poe">Poe</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#apology-of-genius">Apology of Genius</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#brancusis-golden-bird">Brâncușis <i epub:type="se:name.visual-art.sculpture">Golden Bird</i></a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#lunar-baedeker">Lunar Baedeker</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#joyces-ulysses">Joyces <i epub:type="se:name.publication.book">Ulysses</i></a>
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<li>
<a href="#crab-angel">Crab-Angel</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#der-blinde-junge" lang="de" xml:lang="de">Der Blinde Junge</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#the-starry-sky-of-wyndham-lewis"><i epub:type="se:name.visual-art.painting">The Starry Sky</i> of Wyndham Lewis</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose">Anglo-Mongrels and the Rose</a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-exodus">Exodus</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-english-rose">English Rose</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose">Mongrel Rose</a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ada-gives-birth-to-ova">Ada Gives Birth to Ova</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-enter-esau-penfold">Enter Esau Penfold</a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-enter-esau-penfold-1" epub:type="z3998:roman">I</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-enter-esau-penfold-2" epub:type="z3998:roman">II</a>
</li>
</ol>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ova-begins-to-take-notice">Ova Begins to Take Notice</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-opposed-aesthetics">Opposed Aesthetics</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-marriage-boxes">Marriage Boxes</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-psychic-larva">Psychic Larva</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-christs-regrettable-reticence">Christs Regrettable Reticence</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-enter-colossus">Enter Colossus</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ova-among-the-neighbours">Ova. Among. The. Neighbours.</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ova-has-governesses">Ova Has Governesses</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-jews-and-ragamuffins-of-kilburn">Jews and Ragamuffins of Kilburn</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-the-surprise">The Surprise</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-illumination">Illumination</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-contraction">Contraction</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-the-gift">The Gift</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ova-accepts-the-popular-estimate-of-humanity">Ova Accepts the Popular Estimate of Humanity</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-religious-instruction">Religious Instruction</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-the-social-status-of-exodus">The Social Status of Exodus</a>
</li>
</ol>
</li>
</ol>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#gertrude-stein">Gertrude Stein</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#endnotes">Endnotes</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#colophon">Colophon</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#uncopyright">Uncopyright</a>
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<article id="there-is-no-life-or-death" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">There Is No Life or Death</h2>
<p>
<span>There is no Life or Death,</span>
<br/>
<span>Only activity</span>
<br/>
<span>And in the absolute</span>
<br/>
<span>Is no declivity.</span>
<br/>
<span>There is no Love or Lust</span>
<br/>
<span>Only propensity</span>
<br/>
<span>Who would possess</span>
<br/>
<span>Is a nonentity.</span>
<br/>
<span>There is no First or Last</span>
<br/>
<span>Only equality</span>
<br/>
<span>And who would rule</span>
<br/>
<span>Joins the majority.</span>
<br/>
<span>There is no Space or Time</span>
<br/>
<span>Only intensity,</span>
<br/>
<span>And tame things</span>
<br/>
<span>Have no immensity.</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="parturition" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Parturition</h2>
<p>
<span>I am the centre</span>
<br/>
<span>Of a circle of pain</span>
<br/>
<span>Exceeding its boundaries in every direction</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The business of the bland sun</span>
<br/>
<span>Has no affair with me</span>
<br/>
<span>In my congested cosmos of agony</span>
<br/>
<span>From which there is no escape</span>
<br/>
<span>On infinitely prolonged nerve-vibrations</span>
<br/>
<span>Or in contraction</span>
<br/>
<span>To the pin-point nucleus of being</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Locate an irritation</span>
<span>without</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>It is</span>
<span>within</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Within</span>
<br/>
<span>It is without.</span>
<br/>
<span>The sensitized area</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Is identical</span>
<span>with the extensity</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Of intension</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>I am the false quantity</span>
<br/>
<span>In the harmony of physiological potentiality</span>
<br/>
<span>To which</span>
<br/>
<span>Gaining self-control</span>
<br/>
<span>I should be consonant</span>
<br/>
<span>In time</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Pain is no stronger than the resisting force</span>
<br/>
<span>Pain calls up in me</span>
<br/>
<span>The struggle is equal</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The open window is full of a voice</span>
<br/>
<span>A fashionable portrait-painter</span>
<br/>
<span>Running up-stairs to a womans apartment</span>
<br/>
<span>Sings</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">“All the girls are tidly didly</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">All the girls are nice</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Whether they wear their hair in curls</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Or—”</span>
<br/>
<span>At the back of the thoughts to which I permit crystallization</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The conception</span>
<span>Brute</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Why?</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">The irresponsibility of the male</span>
<br/>
<span>Leaves woman her superior Inferiority.</span>
<br/>
<span>He is running up-stairs</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>I am climbing a distorted mountain of agony</span>
<br/>
<span>Incidentally with the exhaustion of control</span>
<br/>
<span>I reach the summit</span>
<br/>
<span>And gradually subside into anticipation of</span>
<br/>
<span>Repose</span>
<br/>
<span>Which never comes.</span>
<br/>
<span>For another mountain is growing up</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Which</span>
<span>goaded by the unavoidable</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>I must traverse</span>
<br/>
<span>Traversing myself</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Something in the delirium of night-hours</span>
<br/>
<span>Confuses while intensifying sensibility</span>
<br/>
<span>Blurring spatial contours</span>
<br/>
<span>So aiding elusion of the circumscribed</span>
<br/>
<span>That the gurgling of a crucified wild beast</span>
<br/>
<span>Comes from so far away</span>
<br/>
<span>And the foam on the stretched muscles of a mouth</span>
<br/>
<span>Is no part of myself</span>
<br/>
<span>There is a climax in sensibility</span>
<br/>
<span>When pain surpassing itself</span>
<br/>
<span>Becomes exotic</span>
<br/>
<span>And the ego succeeds in unifying the positive and negative poles of sensation</span>
<br/>
<span>Uniting the opposing and resisting forces</span>
<br/>
<span>In lascivious revelation</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Relaxation</span>
<br/>
<span>Negation of myself as a unit</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">Vacuum interlude</span>
<br/>
<span>I should have been emptied of life</span>
<br/>
<span>Giving life</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>For consciousness in crises</span>
<span>races</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Through the subliminal deposits of evolutionary processes</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Have I</span>
<span>not</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Somewhere</span>
<br/>
<span>Scrutinized</span>
<br/>
<span>A dead white feathered moth</span>
<br/>
<span>Laying eggs?</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A moment</span>
<br/>
<span>Being realization</span>
<br/>
<span>Can</span>
<br/>
<span>Vitalized by cosmic initiation</span>
<br/>
<span>Furnish an adequate apology</span>
<br/>
<span>For the objective</span>
<br/>
<span>Agglomeration of activities</span>
<br/>
<span>Of a life</span>
<br/>
<span>
<strong>Life</strong>
</span>
<br/>
<span>A leap with nature</span>
<br/>
<span>Into the essence</span>
<br/>
<span>Of unpredicted maternity</span>
<br/>
<span>Against my thigh</span>
<br/>
<span>Touch of infinitesimal motion</span>
<br/>
<span>Scarcely perceptible</span>
<br/>
<span>Undulation</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Warmth</span>
<span>moisture</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Stir of incipient life</span>
<br/>
<span>Precipitating into me</span>
<br/>
<span>The contents of the universe</span>
<br/>
<span>Mother I am</span>
<br/>
<span>Identical</span>
<br/>
<span>With infinite Maternity</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Indivisible</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Acutely</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">I am absorbed</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Into</span>
<br/>
<span>The was—is—ever—shall—be</span>
<br/>
<span>Of cosmic reproductivity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Rises from the subconscious</span>
<br/>
<span>Impression of a cat</span>
<br/>
<span>With blind kittens</span>
<br/>
<span>Among her legs</span>
<br/>
<span>Same undulating life—stir</span>
<br/>
<span>I am that cat</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Rises from the sub-conscious</span>
<br/>
<span>Impression of small animal carcass</span>
<br/>
<span>Covered with blue-bottles</span>
<br/>
<span>—Epicurean</span>
<br/>
<span>And through the insects</span>
<br/>
<span>Waves that same undulation of living</span>
<br/>
<span>Death</span>
<br/>
<span>Life</span>
<br/>
<span>I am knowing</span>
<br/>
<span>All about</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Unfolding</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The next morning</span>
<br/>
<span>Each woman-of-the-people</span>
<br/>
<span>Tip-toeing the red pile of the carpet</span>
<br/>
<span>Doing hushed service</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Each</span>
<span>woman-of-the-people</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Wearing a halo</span>
<br/>
<span>A ludicrous little halo</span>
<br/>
<span>Of which she is sublimely unaware</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="italian-pictures" epub:type="None bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Italian Pictures</h2>
<section id="italian-pictures-july-in-vallombrosa" epub:type="z3998:poem">
<h3 epub:type="title">July in Vallombrosa</h3>
<p>
<span>Old lady sitting still</span>
<br/>
<span>Pine trees standing quite still</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Sisters of mercy</span>
<span>whispering</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Oust the Dryad</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>O consecration of forest</span>
<br/>
<span>To the uneventful</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>I cannot imagine anything</span>
<br/>
<span>Less disputably respectable</span>
<br/>
<span>Than prolonged invalidism in Italy</span>
<br/>
<span>At the beck</span>
<br/>
<span>Of a British practitioner</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Of all permissible pastimes</span>
<br/>
<span>Attendant upon chastity</span>
<br/>
<span>The one with which you can most efficiently insult</span>
<br/>
<span>Life</span>
<br/>
<span>Is your hobby of collecting death-beds</span>
<br/>
<span>Blue Nun</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>So wrap the body in flannel and wool</span>
<br/>
<span>Of superior quality from the Anglo-American</span>
<br/>
<span>Until that ineffable moment</span>
<br/>
<span>When Rigor Mortis</span>
<br/>
<span>Divests it of its innate impurity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>While round the hotel</span>
<br/>
<span>Wanton Italian matrons</span>
<br/>
<span>Discuss the better business of bed-linen</span>
<br/>
<span>To regular puncture of needles</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The old lady has a daughter</span>
<br/>
<span>Who has been spent</span>
<br/>
<span>In chasing moments from one room to another</span>
<br/>
<span>When the essence of an hour</span>
<br/>
<span>Was in its passing</span>
<br/>
<span>With the passionate breath</span>
<br/>
<span>Of the bronchitis kettle</span>
<br/>
<span>And her last little lust</span>
<br/>
<span>Lost itself in a saucer of gruel</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>But all this moribund stuff</span>
<br/>
<span>Is not wasted</span>
<br/>
<span>For there is always Nature</span>
<br/>
<span>So its expensive upkeep</span>
<br/>
<span>Goes to support</span>
<br/>
<span>The loves</span>
<br/>
<span>Of head-waiters</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="italian-pictures-the-costa-san-giorgio" epub:type="z3998:poem">
<h3 epub:type="title">The Costa San Giorgio</h3>
<p>
<span>We English make a tepid blot</span>
<br/>
<span>On the messiness</span>
<br/>
<span>Of the passionate Italian life-traffic</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Throbbing the street</span>
<span>up</span>
<span>steep</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Up</span>
<span>up</span>
<span>to the porta</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Culminating</span>
<br/>
<span>In the stained fresco of the dragon-slayer</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The hips of women sway</span>
<br/>
<span>Among the crawling children they produce</span>
<br/>
<span>And the church hits the barracks</span>
<br/>
<span>Where</span>
<br/>
<span>The greyness of marching men</span>
<br/>
<span>Falls through the greyness of stone</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Oranges half-rotten are sold at a reduction</span>
<br/>
<span>Hoarsely advertised as broken heads</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>
<b>Broken heads</b>
</span>
<span>and the barber</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Has an imitation mirror</span>
<br/>
<span>And Mary preserve our mistresses from seeing us as we see ourselves</span>
<br/>
<span>Shaving</span>
<br/>
<span>
<b>Ice cream</b>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Licking is larger than mouths</span>
<br/>
<span>Boots than feet</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Slip</span>
<span>Slap</span>
<span>and the string dragging</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>And the angle of the sun</span>
<br/>
<span>Cuts the whole lot in half</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And warms the folded hands</span>
<br/>
<span>Of a consumptive</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Left outside</span>
<span>her chair is broken</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>And she wonders how we feel</span>
<br/>
<span>For we walk very quickly</span>
<br/>
<span>The noonday cannon</span>
<br/>
<span>Having scattered the neighbours pigeons</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The smell of small cooking</span>
<br/>
<span>From luckier houses</span>
<br/>
<span>Is cruel to the maimed cat</span>
<br/>
<span>Hiding</span>
<br/>
<span>Among carpenters shavings</span>
<br/>
<span>From three boys</span>
<br/>
<span>—One holding a bar</span>
<br/>
<span>Who nevertheless</span>
<br/>
<span>Born of human parents</span>
<br/>
<span>Cry when locked in the dark</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Fluidic blots of sky</span>
<br/>
<span>Shift among roofs</span>
<br/>
<span>Between bandy legs</span>
<br/>
<span>Jerk patches of street</span>
<br/>
<span>Interrupted by clacking</span>
<br/>
<span>Of all the green shutters</span>
<br/>
<span>From which</span>
<br/>
<span>Bits of bodies</span>
<br/>
<span>Variously leaning</span>
<br/>
<span>Mingle eyes with the commotion</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>For there is little to do</span>
<br/>
<span>The false pillow-spreads</span>
<br/>
<span>Hugely initialed</span>
<br/>
<span>Already adjusted</span>
<br/>
<span>On matrimonial beds</span>
<br/>
<span>And the glint on the china virgin</span>
<br/>
<span>Consummately dusted</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Having been thrown</span>
<br/>
<span>Anything or something</span>
<br/>
<span>That might have contaminated intimacy</span>
<br/>
<span>
<strong>Out</strong>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Onto the middle of the street</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="italian-pictures-costa-magic" epub:type="z3998:poem">
<h3 epub:type="title">Costa Magic</h3>
<p>
<span class="i6">Her father</span>
<br/>
<span>Indisposed to her marriage</span>
<br/>
<span>And a rabid man at that</span>
<br/>
<span>My most sympathetic daughter</span>
<br/>
<span>Make yourself a conception</span>
<br/>
<span>As large as this one</span>
<br/>
<span>Here</span>
<br/>
<span>But with yellow hair</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>From the house</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Issuing</span>
<span>Sunday dressed</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Combed precisely</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">Splosh!</span>
<br/>
<span>Pours something</span>
<br/>
<span>Viscuous</span>
<br/>
<span>Malefic</span>
<br/>
<span>Unfamiliar</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>While listening up</span>
<span>I hear my husband</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Mumbling</span>
<span>Mumbling</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Mumbling</span>
<span>at the window</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Malediction</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Incantation</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Under an hour</span>
<br/>
<span>Her hand to her side pressing</span>
<br/>
<span>Suffering</span>
<br/>
<span>Being bewitched</span>
<br/>
<span>Cesira fading</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Daily</span>
<span>daily</span>
<span>feeble</span>
<span>softer</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The doctor“Phthisis”</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The wise woman</span>
<span>says to take her</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>So we</span>
<span>following her instruction</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>I and the neighbour</span>
<br/>
<span>Take her</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The glass rattling</span>
<br/>
<span>The rain slipping</span>
<br/>
<span>I and the neighbour and her aunt</span>
<br/>
<span>Bunched together</span>
<br/>
<span>And Cesira</span>
<br/>
<span>Droops across the cab</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Fields and houses</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Pass</span>
<span>like the pulling out</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Of sweetmeat ribbon</span>
<br/>
<span>From a rascals mouth</span>
<br/>
<span>Till</span>
<br/>
<span>A wheel in a rut</span>
<br/>
<span>Jerks back my girl on the padding</span>
<br/>
<span>And the hedges into the sky</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Coming to the magic tree</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Cesira becomes as a wild beast</span>
<br/>
<span class="i6">A tree of age</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“If Cesira should not become as a wild beast</span>
<br/>
<span>It is merely Phthisis”</span>
<br/>
<span>This being the wise womans instruction</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Knowing she has to die</span>
<br/>
<span>We drive home</span>
<br/>
<span>To wait</span>
<br/>
<span>She certainly does in time</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>It is unnatural in a Father</span>
<br/>
<span>Bewitching a daughter</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Whose hair</span>
<span>down</span>
<span>covers her thighs.</span>
</span>
</p>
</section>
</article>
<article id="three-moments-in-paris" epub:type="None bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Three Moments in Paris</h2>
<article id="three-moments-in-paris-one-oclock-at-night" epub:type="z3998:poem">
<h3 epub:type="title">One OClock at Night</h3>
<p>
<span>Though you had never possessed me</span>
<br/>
<span>I had belonged to you since the beginning of time</span>
<br/>
<span>And sleepily I sat on your chair beside you</span>
<br/>
<span>Leaning against your shoulder</span>
<br/>
<span>And your careless arm across my back gesticulated</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>As your indisputable male voice</span>
<span>roared</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Through my brain and my body</span>
<br/>
<span>Arguing dynamic decomposition</span>
<br/>
<span>Of which I was understanding nothing</span>
<br/>
<span>Sleepily</span>
<br/>
<span>And the only less male voice of your brother pugilist of the intellect</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Boomed</span>
<span>as it seemed to me</span>
<span>so sleepy</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Across an interval of a thousand miles</span>
<br/>
<span>An interim of a thousand years</span>
<br/>
<span>But you who make more noise than any man in the world when you clear your throat</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Deafening</span>
<span>woke me</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>And I caught the thread of the argument</span>
<br/>
<span>Immediately assuming my personal mental attitude</span>
<br/>
<span>And ceased to be a woman</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Beautiful half-hour of being a mere woman</span>
<br/>
<span>The animal woman</span>
<br/>
<span>Understanding nothing of man</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>But mastery</span>
<span>and the security of imparted physical heat</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Indifferent to cerebral gymnastics</span>
<br/>
<span>Or regarding them as the self-indulgent play of children</span>
<br/>
<span>Or the thunder of alien gods</span>
<br/>
<span>But you woke me up</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Anyhow</span>
<span>who am I that I should criticize your theories of plastic velocity</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>“Let us go home</span>
<span>she is tired</span>
<span>and wants to go to bed.”</span>
</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="three-moments-in-paris-cafe-du-neant" epub:type="z3998:poem">
<h3 lang="fr" epub:type="title" xml:lang="fr">Café du Néant</h3>
<p>
<span>
<span>Little tapers lighted</span>
<span>leaning diagonally</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Stuck in coffin tables of the <span lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">Café du Néant</span></span>
<br/>
<span>Leaning to the breath of baited bodies</span>
<br/>
<span>Like young poplars fringing the Loire</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Eyes that are full of love</span>
<br/>
<span>And eyes that are full of kohl</span>
<br/>
<span>Projecting light across the fulsome ambiente</span>
<br/>
<span>Trailing the rest of the animal behind them</span>
<br/>
<span>Telling of tales without words</span>
<br/>
<span>And lies of no consequence</span>
<br/>
<span>One way or another</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The young lovers hermetically buttoned up in black</span>
<br/>
<span>To black cravat</span>
<br/>
<span>To the blue powder edge dusting the yellow throat</span>
<br/>
<span>What color could have been your bodies</span>
<br/>
<span>When last you put them away</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Nostalgic youth</span>
<br/>
<span>Holding your mistresss pricked finger</span>
<br/>
<span>In the indifferent flame of the taper</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Synthetic symbol of</span>
<span>life</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>In this factitious chamber of</span>
<span>death</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>The woman</span>
<br/>
<span>As usual</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Is smiling</span>
<span>as bravely</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>As it is given to her to be</span>
<span>brave</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>While the brandy cherries</span>
<br/>
<span>In winking glasses</span>
<br/>
<span>Are decomposing</span>
<br/>
<span>Harmoniously</span>
<br/>
<span>With the flesh of spectators</span>
<br/>
<span>And at a given spot</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>There is one</span>
<br/>
<span>Who</span>
<br/>
<span>Having the concentric lighting focused precisely upon her</span>
<br/>
<span>Prophetically blossoms in perfect putrefaction</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Yet</span>
<span>there are cabs outside the door.</span>
</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="three-moments-in-paris-magasins-du-louvre" epub:type="z3998:poem">
<h3 lang="fr" epub:type="title" xml:lang="fr">Magasins du Louvre</h3>
<p>
<span>All the virgin eyes in the world are made of glass</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Long lines of boxes</span>
<br/>
<span>Of dolls</span>
<br/>
<span>Propped against banisters</span>
<br/>
<span>Walls and pillars</span>
<br/>
<span>Huddled on shelves</span>
<br/>
<span>And composite babies with arms extended</span>
<br/>
<span>Hang from the ceiling</span>
<br/>
<span>Beckoning</span>
<br/>
<span>Smiling</span>
<br/>
<span>In a profound silence</span>
<br/>
<span>Which the shop walker left trailing behind him</span>
<br/>
<span>When he ambled to the further end of the gallery</span>
<br/>
<span>To annoy the shop-girl</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>All the virgin eyes in the world are made of glass</span>
<br/>
<span>They alone have the effrontery to</span>
<br/>
<span>Stare through the human soul</span>
<br/>
<span>Seeing nothing</span>
<br/>
<span>Between parted fringes</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>One cocotte wears a bowler hat and a sham camellia</span>
<br/>
<span>And one an iridescent boa</span>
<br/>
<span>For there are two of them</span>
<br/>
<span>Passing</span>
<br/>
<span>And the solicitous mouth of one is straight</span>
<br/>
<span>The other curved to a static smile</span>
<br/>
<span>They see the dolls</span>
<br/>
<span>And for a moment their eyes relax</span>
<br/>
<span>To a flicker of elements unconditionally primeval</span>
<br/>
<span>And now averted</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Seek each others</span>
<span>surreptitiously</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>To know if the other has seen</span>
<br/>
<span>While mine are inextricably entangled with the pattern of the carpet</span>
<br/>
<span>As eyes are apt to be</span>
<br/>
<span>In their shame</span>
<br/>
<span>Having surprised a gesture that is ultimately intimate</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>All the virgin eyes in the world are made of glass.</span>
</p>
</article>
</article>
<article id="sketch-of-a-man-on-a-platform" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Sketch of a Man on a Platform</h2>
<p>
<span>Man of absolute physical equilibrium</span>
<br/>
<span>You stand so straight on your legs</span>
<br/>
<span>Every plank or clod you plant your feet on</span>
<br/>
<span>Becomes roots for those limbs</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Among the men you accrete to yourself</span>
<br/>
<span>You are more heavy</span>
<br/>
<span>And more light</span>
<br/>
<span>Force being most equitably disposed</span>
<br/>
<span>Is easiest to lift from the ground</span>
<br/>
<span>So at the same time</span>
<br/>
<span>Your movements</span>
<br/>
<span>Unassailable</span>
<br/>
<span>Savor of the airy-fairy of the ballet</span>
<br/>
<span>The essence of a Mademoiselle Genée</span>
<br/>
<span>Winks in the to-and-fro of your cuff-links</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Your projectile nose</span>
<br/>
<span>Has meddled in the more serious business</span>
<br/>
<span>Of the battle-field</span>
<br/>
<span>With the same incautious aloofness</span>
<br/>
<span>Of intense occupation</span>
<br/>
<span>That it snuffles the trail of the female</span>
<br/>
<span>And the comfortable</span>
<br/>
<span>Passing odors of love</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Your genius</span>
<br/>
<span>So much less in your brain</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Than in your body</span>
<br/>
<span>Reinforcing the hitherto negligible</span>
<br/>
<span>Qualities</span>
<br/>
<span>Of life</span>
<br/>
<span>Deals so exclusively with</span>
<br/>
<span>The vital</span>
<br/>
<span>That it is equally happy expressing itself</span>
<br/>
<span>Through the activity of pushing</span>
<br/>
<span>Things</span>
<br/>
<span>In the opposite direction</span>
<br/>
<span>To that which they are lethargically willing to go</span>
<br/>
<span>As in the amative language</span>
<br/>
<span>Of the eyes</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Fundamentally unreliable</span>
<br/>
<span>You leave others their initial strength</span>
<br/>
<span>Concentrating</span>
<br/>
<span>On stretching the theoretic elastic of your conceptions</span>
<br/>
<span>Till the extent is adequate</span>
<br/>
<span>To the hooking on</span>
<br/>
<span>Of any—or all</span>
<br/>
<span>Forms of creative idiosyncrasy</span>
<br/>
<span>While the occasional snap</span>
<br/>
<span>Of actual production</span>
<br/>
<span>Stings the face of the public.</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="virgins-plus-curtains-minus-dots" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<hgroup>
<h2 epub:type="title">Virgins Plus Curtains Minus Dots</h2>
<p lang="it" epub:type="subtitle" xml:lang="it">Latin Borghese</p>
</hgroup>
<p>
<span>Houses hold virgins</span>
<br/>
<span>The doors on the chain</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“Plumb streets with hearts”</span>
<br/>
<span>“Bore curtains with eyes”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Virgins</span>
<span>without dots<a href="#note-1" id="noteref-1" epub:type="noteref">1</a></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Stare</span>
<span>beyond probability</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>See the men pass</span>
<br/>
<span>Their hats are not ours</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>We</span>
<span>take a walk</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>They are going somewhere</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And they</span>
<span>may look everywhere</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Mens eyes</span>
<span>look into things</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Our eyes</span>
<span>look out</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A great deal of ourselves</span>
<br/>
<span>We offer to the mirror</span>
<br/>
<span>Something less to the confessional</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The rest</span>
<span>to Time</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>There is so much</span>
<span>Time</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Everything is full of it</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">Such a long time</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Virgins may whisper</span>
<br/>
<span>“Transparent nightdresses made all of lace”</span>
<br/>
<span>Virgins may squeak</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>“My dear</span>
<span>I should faint!”</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Flutter..⁠ ⁠… flutter.⁠ ⁠… flutter.⁠ ⁠…</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>.⁠ ⁠… “And then</span>
<span>the man—”</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Wasting our giggles</span>
<br/>
<span>For we have no dots</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>We have been taught</span>
<br/>
<span>Love is a god</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>White</span>
<span>with soft wings</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i6">Nobody shouts</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">Virgins for sale</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet where are our coins</span>
<br/>
<span>For buying a purchaser</span>
<br/>
<span>Love is a god</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">Marriage expensive</span>
<br/>
<span>A secret well kept</span>
<br/>
<span>Makes the noise of the world</span>
<br/>
<span>Natures arms spread wide</span>
<br/>
<span>Making room for us</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">Room for all of us</span>
<br/>
<span>Somebody who was never</span>
<br/>
<span class="i9">a virgin</span>
<br/>
<span>Has bolted the door</span>
<br/>
<span>Put curtains at our windows</span>
<br/>
<span>See the men pass</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>They</span>
<span>are going somewhere</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Fleshes like weeds</span>
<br/>
<span>Sprout in the light</span>
<br/>
<span>So much flesh in the world</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">Wanders at will</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Some</span>
<span>behind curtains</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Throbs to the night</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Bait</span>
<span>to the stars</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Spread it with gold</span>
<br/>
<span>And you carry it home</span>
<br/>
<span>Against your shirt front</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>To</span>
<span>a shaded light</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>With the door locked</span>
<br/>
<span>Against virgins who</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Might</span>
<span>scratch</span>
</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="to-you" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">To You</h2>
<p>
<span>The city</span>
<br/>
<span>Wedged between impulse and unfolding</span>
<br/>
<span>Bridged</span>
<br/>
<span>By diurnal splintering</span>
<br/>
<span>Of egos</span>
<br/>
<span>Round</span>
<br/>
<span>The aerial news-kiosk</span>
<br/>
<span>Where you</span>
<br/>
<span>Statically</span>
<br/>
<span>Hob-nob</span>
<br/>
<span>With a nigger</span>
<br/>
<span>And a deaf-mute</span>
<br/>
<span>Of introspection</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Plopping finger</span>
<br/>
<span>In Stephens ink</span>
<br/>
<span>Made you hybrid-negro</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A couple of manuscriptural erasures</span>
<br/>
<span>And here we have your deaf-mute</span>
<br/>
<span>Beseech him</span>
<br/>
<span>He will never with-hold so</span>
<br/>
<span>Completely</span>
<br/>
<span>As the tattle of tongue-play</span>
<br/>
<span>Or your incognito</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Lit cavities in the face of the city</span>
<br/>
<span>Open their glassy embrace to receive you</span>
<br/>
<span>In your mask of unborn ebony</span>
<br/>
<span>And the silence of your harangue</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The tight-rope stretched above commotion</span>
<br/>
<span>Frays to tow</span>
<br/>
<span>To the step tentative</span>
<br/>
<span>fend shadows are yours for the taking</span>
<br/>
<span>Where the mono-rabble</span>
<br/>
<span>Plays the one-stringed banjo</span>
<br/>
<span>On the noise of its ragged heart</span>
<br/>
<span>Inaudible</span>
<br/>
<span>In the shattering city</span>
<br/>
<span>Alien as your aboriginal</span>
<br/>
<span>In the levelling dirt</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="giovanni-franchi" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Giovanni Franchi</h2>
<p>
<span>
<span>The threewomen</span>
<span>who all walked</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>In</span>
<span>the same dress</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>And it had falling ferns on it</span>
<br/>
<span>Skipped parallel</span>
<br/>
<span>To the progress</span>
<br/>
<span>Of Giovanni Franchi</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Giovanni Franchis wrists flicked</span>
<br/>
<span>Flickeringly as he flacked them</span>
<br/>
<span>His wrists explained things</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Infectiously</span>
<span>by way of his adolescence</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>His adolescence was all there was of him</span>
<br/>
<span>Whatever was left was rather awkward</span>
<br/>
<span>His adolescence tuned to the tops of trees</span>
<br/>
<span>Descended to the fallacious nobility</span>
<br/>
<span>Of his first pair of trousers</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>They were tubular</span>
<span>flapped friezily</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>The colour of coppered mustard</span>
<br/>
<span>What matter</span>
<br/>
<span>Were they not the first</span>
<br/>
<span>No others could ever be the first again</span>
<br/>
<span>The ferns on the flounces of the threewomen</span>
<br/>
<span>Began fading as she thought of it</span>
<br/>
<span>Tea-table problems for insane asylums</span>
<br/>
<span>Are démodé</span>
<br/>
<span>Démodé</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Allow us to rely on our instincts</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The threewomen was composed of three instincts</span>
<br/>
<span>Each sniffing divergently directed draughts</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The first instinct</span>
<span>first again</span>
<span>may</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>renascent gods save us from the enigmatic</span>
<br/>
<span>penetralia of Firstness</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Was to be faithful to a man</span>
<span>first</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The second</span>
<span>to be loyal to herself first</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>She would have to find which self first</span>
<br/>
<span>The third which might as well have been first</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Was to find out</span>
<span>how many toes</span>
<span>the</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>philosopher Giovanni Bapini had</span>
<span>first</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Giovanni Franchi hooligan-faced and latin-born</span>
<br/>
<span>You imagine what he looked like</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Looked it</span>
<span>as nearly as he could</span>
<span>as the</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>philosopher looked</span>
<br/>
<span>His articulations were excellent</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Still</span>
<span>where Giovanni Bapini was cymophanous</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Giovanni Franchi was merely pale</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>His acolytian sincerity</span>
<br/>
<span>The sensitive down among his freckles</span>
<br/>
<span>Fell in with the patriotic souls of flags</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Red white and green flags</span>
<span>filliping piazzas</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>When the “National Idea” arrived on the Milan Express</span>
<br/>
<span>He scuttled winsomely</span>
<br/>
<span>To its distribution from a puffer</span>
<br/>
<span>For the declaration of War</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Continually cutting off an angle from Paszkowskis</span>
<br/>
<span>Through plate-glass swingings</span>
<br/>
<span>To look as busy bodily</span>
<br/>
<span>As the philosophers brain was</span>
<br/>
<span>As Giovanni Bapini importuned mobs</span>
<br/>
<span>From monumental gums</span>
<br/>
<span>To the sparky detritus</span>
<br/>
<span>From the hurried cigarette</span>
<br/>
<span>Of his disciple</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Whose papa and mama kept a trattoria</span>
<br/>
<span>Audaciously squatting right opposite the Pitti Palace</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The Pitti Palace however stolid</span>
<span>could hardly help noticing</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Being an aristocrat it went on looking</span>
<br/>
<span>As plainly piled up as ever</span>
<br/>
<span>The Pitti Palace has never been known to mention the trattoria</span>
<br/>
<span>Or mention Giovanni Franchi</span>
<br/>
<span>Sitting in it</span>
<br/>
<span>At a book</span>
<br/>
<span>It could not see from that distance</span>
<br/>
<span>Giovanni watching the munchers supporting his parents</span>
<br/>
<span>With an eye</span>
<br/>
<span>On assuring himself</span>
<br/>
<span>Of their sufficient impression</span>
<br/>
<span>By erudition</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>He was so young</span>
<br/>
<span>That explains so much</span>
<br/>
<span>No book ever explained what to be young is</span>
<br/>
<span>But they look so much more important for that</span>
<br/>
<span>Giovanni was in continuous exstacy</span>
<br/>
<span>Induced by the imposing look of them</span>
<br/>
<span>When Giovanni Bapini spoke of them</span>
<br/>
<span>He could not tell</span>
<br/>
<span>How completely more precious</span>
<br/>
<span>Would be such knowledge</span>
<br/>
<span>As how many toes the philosopher Giovanni Bapini had</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Now the threewomen</span>
<br/>
<span>For pitys sake</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Let us think of her as she</span>
<span>to save time</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Seeing the minor Giovanni</span>
<br/>
<span>Sitting at the major Giovannis feet</span>
<br/>
<span>Made sure he must be counting his toes</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>All to the contrary</span>
<span>he was picking the philosophers brains</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Happy in the security that when he had done</span>
<br/>
<span>He would still be youthful enough to sort out his own</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>He listened at the elders lips</span>
<br/>
<span>That taught him of earthquakes and women</span>
<br/>
<span>Of women</span>
<br/>
<span>His manners were abominable</span>
<br/>
<span>He would kill a woman</span>
<br/>
<span>Quite inconspicuously it is true</span>
<br/>
<span>And neglect to attend her funeral</span>
<br/>
<span>I mean the older man</span>
<br/>
<span>And what he told</span>
<br/>
<span>Giovanni Franchi</span>
<br/>
<span>About these pernicious persons</span>
<br/>
<span>Was so extremely good for him</span>
<br/>
<span>It entirely spoilt his first love-affair</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>To such an extent</span>
<span>it never came off</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>We have read of</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Trattoria</span>
<span>meaning eating house.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Piazzas</span>
<span>or squares</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The Pitti Palace</span>
<span>enormous</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And Paszkowskis</span>
<span>for beer</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>All are in Firenze</span>
<br/>
<span>Firenze is Florence</span>
<br/>
<span>Some think it is a woman with flowers in her hair</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>But <strong>no</strong></span>
<span>it is a city with stones on the streets</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Giovanni Bapini often said</span>
<br/>
<span>Everybody in Firenze knows me</span>
<br/>
<span>And everybody did</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Excepting—That is</span>
<span>she didnt</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>She never knew what he was</span>
<br/>
<span>Or how he was himself</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet she uniquely was the one</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>To speculate</span>
<span>upon the number of his toes</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>The days growing longer</span>
<br/>
<span>Fulfilling her of curiosity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She made a moths-net</span>
<br/>
<span>Of metaphor and miracles</span>
<br/>
<span>And on the incandescent breath of civilizations</span>
<br/>
<span>She chased by moon-and-morn light</span>
<br/>
<span>Philosophers toes</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>As virginal</span>
<span>as had he never worn them</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Clear of “white marks mean money”</span>
<br/>
<span>All quicks and cores</span>
<br/>
<span>They fluttered to her fantasy</span>
<br/>
<span>Fell into her lap</span>
<br/>
<span>While she gathered her ferny flounces about them</span>
<br/>
<span>They inappropriately passed</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>But Giovanni Franchi was there</span>
<br/>
<span>He almost winked it at her</span>
<br/>
<span>That he was there</span>
<br/>
<span>His eyes were intrepid with phantom secrets</span>
<br/>
<span>The Philosopher had flung to him</span>
<br/>
<span>And as she tripped by him</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>She guessed</span>
<span>these all</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>All</span>
<span>but the number of those toes</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She made diurnal pilgrimage</span>
<br/>
<span>To the trattoria</span>
<br/>
<span>To eat</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Trout</span>
<span>that might have been trained for circuses</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>If minarets</span>
<span>grew in miniature whirlpools</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And mayonnaise</span>
<span>that helped her to forget</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>That what is underneath</span>
<span>need never matter</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She put all minor riddles out of her</span>
<br/>
<span>Such as</span>
<br/>
<span>What was the under-cover of Franchis book</span>
<br/>
<span>Telling to the plaid pattern of the table-cloth</span>
<br/>
<span>Too shy to interrogate</span>
<br/>
<span>She sent ambassadors</span>
<br/>
<span>To the disciple</span>
<br/>
<span>They returned</span>
<br/>
<span>Oh rats</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Quite manifest</span>
<span>that Giovanni Franchi</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Some semieffigy</span>
<br/>
<span>Damned by scholiums</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Knew no more</span>
<span>how many toes</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Than</span>
<span>Giovanni Bapini knew himself</span>
</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="babies-in-hospital" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Babies in Hospital</h2>
<section id="babies-in-hospital-1">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">I</h3>
<p>
<span>Small Elena</span>
<br/>
<span>Of shrunken limbs</span>
<br/>
<span>And ample sex</span>
<br/>
<span>Who</span>
<br/>
<span>Having filched</span>
<br/>
<span>The atrophied</span>
<br/>
<span>Woman-smile of your mother</span>
<br/>
<span>Scatter it</span>
<br/>
<span>On the eating unseen</span>
<br/>
<span>Tuberculous</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Inaudible hands</span>
<br/>
<span>On the counter-pane</span>
<br/>
<span>It might have been</span>
<br/>
<span>Impossible</span>
<br/>
<span>Fingers should be so long</span>
<br/>
<span>Being so tiny</span>
<br/>
<span>But Nature</span>
<br/>
<span>Needing no microscope</span>
<br/>
<span>In her laboratory</span>
<br/>
<span>Found it just as easy</span>
<br/>
<span>Marshalling imperceptible</span>
<br/>
<span>Hosts</span>
<br/>
<span>To bone of your arm</span>
<br/>
<span>Among overlapping of lint</span>
<br/>
<span>Attaining a dignity</span>
<br/>
<span>Unworthy of your years</span>
<br/>
<span>Two and a half!</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="babies-in-hospital-2">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">II</h3>
<p>
<span>Hail to you</span>
<br/>
<span>Bad little boy</span>
<br/>
<span>Lying</span>
<br/>
<span>In bound beauty</span>
<br/>
<span>Of only a broken leg</span>
<br/>
<span>And thank you</span>
<br/>
<span>For throwing</span>
<br/>
<span>Your bricks on the floor</span>
<br/>
<span>For the third time</span>
<br/>
<span>And the smack</span>
<br/>
<span>You gave me</span>
<br/>
<span>For the thermometer</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Delightfully male</span>
<br/>
<span>Already gallant</span>
<br/>
<span>You smooth the mackintosh</span>
<br/>
<span>For Elena to sit on beside you</span>
<br/>
<span>Her fragility</span>
<br/>
<span>Being irresistibly for you</span>
<br/>
<span>You are very wise</span>
<br/>
<span>Precocious coquette</span>
<br/>
<span>Who never learnt to talk</span>
<br/>
<span>To look at him</span>
<br/>
<span>Before</span>
<br/>
<span>Your semi-imbecile</span>
<br/>
<span>Eyes shut</span>
<br/>
<span>It is not given to each of us</span>
<br/>
<span>To be desired.</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="babies-in-hospital-3">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">III</h3>
<p>
<span>Tend</span>
<br/>
<span>Do not touch</span>
<br/>
<span>Apparent flowers</span>
<br/>
<span>Of festering secret</span>
<br/>
<span>And the fly-by-nights</span>
<br/>
<span>Such little things</span>
<br/>
<span>I cannot be your mother</span>
<br/>
<span>There are already</span>
<br/>
<span>So many ignorances</span>
<br/>
<span>I am not guilty of.</span>
</p>
</section>
</article>
<article id="at-the-door-of-the-house" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">At the Door of the House</h2>
<p>
<span>A thousand womens eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>Riveted to the unrealisable</span>
<br/>
<span>Scatter the wash-stand of the card-teller</span>
<br/>
<span>Defiled marble of Carrara</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">On which she spreads</span>
<br/>
<span>Color-picture maps of destiny</span>
<br/>
<span>In the corner</span>
<br/>
<span>Of an inconducive bed-room</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i1">“Impassioned</span>
<br/>
<span>Doubly impassioned</span>
<br/>
<span>Sad</span>
<br/>
<span>You see these three cards</span>
<br/>
<span>But here is the double Victory</span>
<br/>
<span>And there is an elderly lady</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Ill</span>
<span>in whom you are concerned</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>This</span>
<span>is the Devil</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>And these two skeletons</span>
<br/>
<span>Are mortifications</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>You</span>
<span>are going to make a journey</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>At evening</span>
<span>about love</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Here is the Man of the Heart</span>
<br/>
<span>Turning his shoulders to a lady</span>
<br/>
<span>Covered with tears about matrimony</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>At the door of your house</span>
<br/>
<span>There is a letter about an affair</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And a bed</span>
<span>and a table</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>And this ace of spades turned upside-down</span>
<br/>
<span>With respect</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Means</span>
<span>that some man</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Has</span>
<span>well you know</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Intentions</span>
<span>little honorable</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Here you are</span>
<span>covered with tears</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>For a deception</span>
<br/>
<span>The Man of the Heart</span>
<br/>
<span>Is in thoughtfulness for a letter</span>
<br/>
<span>He will make a journey at evening</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And really</span>
<span>lady</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>I should say</span>
<br/>
<span>It will not be long before you see him</span>
<br/>
<span>For there he is at the door of the house</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And look</span>
<br/>
<span>Here are you</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">And here is he</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">In life and thought</span>
<br/>
<span>At the door of the house”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Muddled among the aniline brightness of the Tauro cards</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The wheels with wings</span>
<br/>
<span>The rows on rows of goblets</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">Passionate magenta blossoms</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Hermits</span>
<span>—bring luck</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Moons</span>
<span>Prison-fortresses</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Cudgels</span>
<br/>
<span>A man cut in half</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">Means a deception</span>
<br/>
<span>And the nude woman</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Stands for the world</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Those eyes</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Of Petronilla Lucia Letizia</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">Felicita</span>
<br/>
<span>Filomena Amalia</span>
<br/>
<span>Orsola Geltrude Caterina Delfina</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Zita Bibiana</span>
<span>Tarsilla</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Eufemia,</span>
<br/>
<span>Looking for the little love-tale</span>
<br/>
<span>That never came true</span>
<br/>
<span>At the door of the house</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="the-effectual-marriage" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<hgroup>
<h2 epub:type="title">The Effectual Marriage</h2>
<p epub:type="subtitle">Or, The Insipid Narrative of Gina and Miovanni</p>
</hgroup>
<p>
<span>The door was an absurd thing</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet it was passable</span>
<br/>
<span>They quotidienly passed through it</span>
<br/>
<span>It was this shape</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Gina and Miovanni</span>
<span>who they were God knows</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>They knew</span>
<span>it was important to them</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>This being of who they were</span>
<br/>
<span>They were themselves</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Corporeally</span>
<span>transcendentally</span>
<span>consecutively</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>conjunctively</span>
<span>and they were quite</span>
<span>complete</span>
</span>
</p>
<hr/>
<p>
<span>In the evening they looked out of their two windows</span>
<br/>
<span>Miovanni out of his library window</span>
<br/>
<span>Gina from the kitchen window</span>
<br/>
<span>From among his pots and pans</span>
<br/>
<span>Where he so kindly kept her</span>
<br/>
<span>Where she so wisely busied herself</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Pots and Pans</span>
<span>she cooked in them</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>All sorts of sialagogues</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Some say</span>
<span>that happy women are immaterial</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>So here we might dispense with her</span>
<br/>
<span>Gina being a female</span>
<br/>
<span>But she was more than that</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Being an incipience</span>
<span>a correlative</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>an instigation of the reaction of man</span>
<br/>
<span>From the palpable to the transcendent</span>
<br/>
<span>Mollescent irritant of his fantasy</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Gina had her use</span>
<span>Being useful</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>contentedly conscious</span>
<br/>
<span>She flowered in Empyrean</span>
<br/>
<span>From which no well-mated woman ever returns</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Sundays</span>
<span>a warm light in the parlor</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>From the gritty road</span>
<span>on the white wall</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>anybody could see it</span>
<br/>
<span>Shimmered a composite effigy</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Madonna</span>
<span>crinolined</span>
<span>a man</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>hidden beneath her hoop</span>
<br/>
<span>Ho for the blue and red of her</span>
<br/>
<span>The silent eyelids of her</span>
<br/>
<span>The shiny smile of her</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Ding dong</span>
<span>said the bell</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Miovanni</span>
<span>Gina called</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Would it be fitting for you to tell</span>
<br/>
<span>the time for supper</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Pooh</span>
<span>said Miovanni</span>
<span>I am</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Outside time and space</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Patience said Gina</span>
<span>is an attribute</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And she learned</span>
<span>at any hour to offer</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The dish</span>
<span>appropriately delectable</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>What had Miovanni made of his ego</span>
<br/>
<span>In his library</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>What had Gina wondered</span>
<span>among the pots and pans</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>One never asked the other</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>So they</span>
<span>the wise ones</span>
<span>eat their suppers in peace</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Of what their peace consisted</span>
<br/>
<span>We cannot say</span>
<br/>
<span>Only that he was magnificently man</span>
<br/>
<span>She insignificantly a woman who understood</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Understanding</span>
<span>what is that</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>To Each</span>
<span>his entity</span>
<span>to others</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>their idiosyncrasies</span>
<span>to the free expansion</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to the annexed</span>
<span>their liberty</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>To man his work</span>
<br/>
<span>To woman her love</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Succulent meals</span>
<span>and an occasional caress</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">So be it</span>
<br/>
<span class="i8">It so seldom is</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>While Miovanni thought alone in the dark</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Gina supposed that peeping</span>
<span>she might see</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>A round light</span>
<span>shining</span>
<span>where his mind was</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>She never opened the door</span>
<br/>
<span>Fearing that this might blind her</span>
<br/>
<span>Or even</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>That she should see</span>
<span>Nothing at all</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>So while he thought</span>
<br/>
<span>She hung out of the window</span>
<br/>
<span>Watching for falling stars</span>
<br/>
<span>And when a star fell</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>She wished</span>
<span>that still</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Miovanni would love her to-morrow</span>
<br/>
<span>And as Miovanni</span>
<br/>
<span>Never gave any heed to the matter</span>
<br/>
<span>He did</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Gina was a woman</span>
<br/>
<span>Who wanted everything</span>
<br/>
<span>To be everything in woman</span>
<br/>
<span>Everything everyway at once</span>
<br/>
<span>Diurnally variegate</span>
<br/>
<span>Miovanni always knew her</span>
<br/>
<span>She was Gina</span>
<br/>
<span>Gina who lent monogamy</span>
<br/>
<span>With her fluctuant aspirations</span>
<br/>
<span>A changeant consistency</span>
<br/>
<span>Unexpected intangibilities</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Miovanni remained</span>
<br/>
<span>Monumentally the same</span>
<br/>
<span>The same Miovanni</span>
<br/>
<span>If he had become anything else</span>
<br/>
<span>Ginas world would have been at an end</span>
<br/>
<span>Gina with no axis to revolve on</span>
<br/>
<span>Must have dwindled to a full stop</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>In the mornings she dropped</span>
<br/>
<span>Cool crystals</span>
<br/>
<span>Through devotional fingers</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Saccharine</span>
<span>for his cup</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>And marketed</span>
<br/>
<span>With a Basket</span>
<br/>
<span>Trimmed with a red flannel flower</span>
<br/>
<span>When she was lazy</span>
<br/>
<span>She wrote a poem on the milk bill</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The first strophe</span>
<span>Good morning</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The second</span>
<span>Good night</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Something not too difficult to</span>
<br/>
<span>Learn by heart</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The scrubbed smell of the white-wood table</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Greasy cleanliness</span>
<span>of the chopper board</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>The coloured vegetables</span>
<br/>
<span>Intuited quality of flour</span>
<br/>
<span>Crickly sparks of straw-fanned charcoal</span>
<br/>
<span>Ranged themselves among her audacious happinesses</span>
<br/>
<span>Pet simplicities of her Universe</span>
<br/>
<span>Where circles were only round</span>
<br/>
<span class="i9">Having no vices.</span>
</p>
<footer>
<p>(This narrative halted when I learned that the house which inspired it was the home of a mad woman.</p>
<p>—⁠<span epub:type="z3998:place">Forte dei Marmi</span>)</p>
</footer>
</article>
<article id="human-cylinders" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Human Cylinders</h2>
<p>
<span>The human cylinders</span>
<br/>
<span>Revolving in the enervating dusk</span>
<br/>
<span>That wraps each closer in the mystery</span>
<br/>
<span>Of singularity</span>
<br/>
<span>Among the litter of a sunless afternoon</span>
<br/>
<span>Having eaten without tasting</span>
<br/>
<span>Talked without communion</span>
<br/>
<span>And at least two of us</span>
<br/>
<span>Loved a very little</span>
<br/>
<span>Without seeking</span>
<br/>
<span>To know if our two miseries</span>
<br/>
<span>In the lucid rush-together of automatons</span>
<br/>
<span>Could form one opulent well-being</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Simplifications of men</span>
<br/>
<span>In the enervating dusk</span>
<br/>
<span>Your indistinctness</span>
<br/>
<span>Serves me the core of the kernel of you</span>
<br/>
<span>When in the frenzied reaching-out of intellect to intellect</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Leaning brow to brow</span>
<span>communicative</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Over the abyss of the potential</span>
<br/>
<span>Concordance of respiration</span>
<br/>
<span>Shames</span>
<br/>
<span>Absence of corresponding between the verbal sensory</span>
<br/>
<span>And reciprocity</span>
<br/>
<span>Of conception</span>
<br/>
<span>And expression</span>
<br/>
<span>Where each extrudes beyond the tangible</span>
<br/>
<span>One thin pale trail of speculation</span>
<br/>
<span>From among us we have sent out</span>
<br/>
<span>Into the enervating dusk</span>
<br/>
<span>One little whining beast</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose longing</span>
<br/>
<span>Is to slink back to antediluvian burrow</span>
<br/>
<span>And one elastic tentacle of intuition</span>
<br/>
<span>To quiver among the stars</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The impartiality of the absolute</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Routs</span>
<span>the polemic</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Or which of us</span>
<br/>
<span>Would not</span>
<br/>
<span>Receiving the holy-ghost</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Catch it</span>
<span>and caging</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">Lose it</span>
<br/>
<span>Or in the problematic</span>
<br/>
<span>Destroy the Universe</span>
<br/>
<span>With a solution.</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="the-black-virginity" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">The Black Virginity</h2>
<p>
<span>Baby Priests</span>
<br/>
<span>On green sward</span>
<br/>
<span>Yew-closed</span>
<br/>
<span>Silk beaver</span>
<br/>
<span>Rhythm of redemption</span>
<br/>
<span>Fluttering of Breviaries</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Fluted black silk cloaks</span>
<br/>
<span>Hung square from shoulders</span>
<br/>
<span>Truncated juvenility</span>
<br/>
<span>Uniform segregation</span>
<br/>
<span>Union in severity</span>
<br/>
<span>Modulation</span>
<br/>
<span>Intimidation</span>
<br/>
<span>Pride of misapprehended preparation</span>
<br/>
<span>Ebony statues training for immobility</span>
<br/>
<span>Anaemic jawed</span>
<br/>
<span>Wise saw to one another</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Prettily the little ones</span>
<br/>
<span>Gesticulate benignly upon one another in the sun buzz</span>
<br/>
<span>Finger and thumb circles postulate pulpits</span>
<br/>
<span>Profiles forsworn to Donatello</span>
<br/>
<span>Munching tall talk vestral shop</span>
<br/>
<span>Evangelical snobs</span>
<br/>
<span>Uneasy dreaming</span>
<br/>
<span>In hermetically-sealed dormitories</span>
<br/>
<span>Not of me or you Sister Saraminta</span>
<br/>
<span>Of no more or less</span>
<br/>
<span>Than the fit of Popes mitres</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>It is an old religion that put us in our places</span>
<br/>
<span>Here am I in lilac print</span>
<br/>
<span>Preposterously no less than the world flesh and devil</span>
<br/>
<span>Having no more idea what those are</span>
<br/>
<span>What I am</span>
<br/>
<span>Than Baby Priests of what “He” is</span>
<br/>
<span>or they are</span>
<br/>
<span>Messianic mites tripping measured latin ring-a-roses</span>
<br/>
<span>Subjugated adolescence</span>
<br/>
<span>Retraces loose steps to furling of Breviaries</span>
<br/>
<span>In broiling shadows</span>
<br/>
<span>The last with apostolic lurch</span>
<br/>
<span>Tries for a high hung fruit</span>
<br/>
<span>And misses</span>
<br/>
<span>Anyway it is inedible</span>
<br/>
<span>It is always thus</span>
<br/>
<span>In the Public Garden.</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Parallel lines</span>
<br/>
<span>An old man</span>
<br/>
<span>Eyeing a white muslin girls school</span>
<br/>
<span>And all this</span>
<br/>
<span>As pleasant as bewildering</span>
<br/>
<span>Would not eventually meet</span>
<br/>
<span>I am forever bewildered</span>
<br/>
<span>Old men are often grown greedy</span>
<br/>
<span>What nonsense</span>
<br/>
<span>It is noon</span>
<br/>
<span>And salvations seedlings</span>
<br/>
<span>Are headed off for the refectory.</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="lions-jaws" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Lions Jaws</h2>
<p>
<span>O far away on the Benign Peninsular</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>That automatic fancier of lyrical birds</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">Danriel Gabrunzio</span>
<br/>
<span>with melodious magnolia</span>
<br/>
<span>perfumes his mise-en-scène</span>
<br/>
<span>where impotent neurotics</span>
<br/>
<span>wince at the dusk</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The national arch-angel</span>
<br/>
<span>loved</span>
<br/>
<span>several countesses</span>
<br/>
<span>in a bath full of tuberoses</span>
<br/>
<span>soothed by the orchestra</span>
<br/>
<span>at the “Hotel Majestic Palace”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>the sobbing</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>from the psycho-pathic wards</span>
<br/>
<span>of his abandoned harem</span>
<br/>
<span>purveys amusement for “High Life”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The comet conqueror</span>
<br/>
<span>showers upon continental libraries</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>translated stars</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>accusations of the alcove</span>
<br/>
<span>where</span>
<br/>
<span>with a pomaded complaisance</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>he trims rococo liaisons</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>. . . a tooth-tattoo of an Elvira</span>
<br/>
<span>into a Marias flesh</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And every noon</span>
<br/>
<span>bare virgins riding alabaster donkeys</span>
<br/>
<span>receive Danriel Gabrunzio</span>
<br/>
<span>from the Adriatic</span>
<br/>
<span>in a golden bath-towel</span>
<br/>
<span>signed with the zodiac</span>
<br/>
<span>in pink chenille</span>
</p>
<hr/>
<p>
<span>Defiance of old idolatries</span>
<br/>
<span>inspires new schools</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Danriel Gabrunzios compatriots</span>
<br/>
<span>concoct new courtships</span>
<br/>
<span>to intrigue</span>
<br/>
<span>the myriad-fleshed Mistress</span>
<br/>
<span>of “the Celebrated”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The antique envious thunder</span>
<br/>
<span>of Latin littérateurs</span>
<br/>
<span>rivaling Gabrunzios satiety</span>
<br/>
<span>burst in a manifesto</span>
<br/>
<span>notifying womens wombs</span>
<br/>
<span>of Mans immediate agamogenesis</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>Insurance</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of his spiritual integrity</span>
<br/>
<span>against the carnivorous courtesan</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>Manifesto</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of the flabbergast movement</span>
<br/>
<span>hurled by the leader Raminetti</span>
<br/>
<span>to crash upon the audacious lightning</span>
<br/>
<span>of Gabrunzios fashions in lechery</span>
<br/>
<span>. . . and wheedle its inevitable way</span>
<br/>
<span>to the “excepted” womans heart</span>
<br/>
<span>her cautious pride</span>
<br/>
<span>extorting betrayal</span>
<br/>
<span>of Woman wholesale</span>
<br/>
<span>to warrant her surrender</span>
<br/>
<span>with a sense of . . . Victory</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Raminetti</span>
<br/>
<span>cracked the whip of the circus-master</span>
<br/>
<span>astride a prismatic locomotive</span>
<br/>
<span>ramping the tottering platform</span>
<br/>
<span>of the Arts</span>
<br/>
<span>of which this conjuring commercial traveller</span>
<br/>
<span>imported some novelties from</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Paris in his pocket</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>souvenirs for his disciples</span>
<br/>
<span>to flaunt</span>
<br/>
<span>at his dynamic carnival</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The erudite Bapini</span>
<br/>
<span>experimenting</span>
<br/>
<span>in auto-hypnotic God-head</span>
<br/>
<span>on a mountain</span>
<br/>
<span>rolls off as Raminettis plastic velocity</span>
<br/>
<span>explodes his crust</span>
<br/>
<span>of library dust</span>
<br/>
<span>and hurrying threatening nakedness</span>
<br/>
<span>to a vermilion ambush</span>
<br/>
<span>in flabbergastism</span>
<br/>
<span>. . . he kisses Raminetti</span>
<br/>
<span>full on his oratory</span>
<br/>
<span>in the arena</span>
<br/>
<span>rather fancying Himself</span>
<br/>
<span>in the awesome proportions</span>
<br/>
<span>of an eclectic mother-in-law</span>
<br/>
<span>to a raw ménage.</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Thus academically chaperoned</span>
<br/>
<span>the flabbergasts</span>
<br/>
<span>blaze from obscurity</span>
<br/>
<span>to deny their creed in cosy corners</span>
<br/>
<span>to every feminine opportunity</span>
<br/>
<span>and Raminetti</span>
<br/>
<span>anxious to get a move on this beating-Gabrunzio-business</span>
<br/>
<span>possesses the women of two generations</span>
<br/>
<span>except a few</span>
<br/>
<span>who jump the train at the next station . . .</span>
<br/>
<span>. . . while the competitive Bapini</span>
<br/>
<span>publishes a pretty comment</span>
<br/>
<span>involving woman in the plumbers art</span>
<br/>
<span>and advertises</span>
<br/>
<span>his ugliness as an excellent aphrodisiac</span>
</p>
<hr/>
<p>
<span>Shall manoeuvres in the new manner</span>
<br/>
<span>pass unremarked?</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>These amusing men</span>
<br/>
<span>discover in their mail</span>
<br/>
<span>duplicate petitions</span>
<br/>
<span>to be the lurid mother of “their” flabbergast child</span>
<br/>
<span>from Nima Lyo, alias Anim Yol, alias</span>
<br/>
<span>Imna Oly</span>
<br/>
<span>(secret service buffoon to the Womans Cause)</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>While flabbergastism boils over</span>
<br/>
<span>and Ram: and Bap:</span>
<br/>
<span>avoid each others sounds</span>
<br/>
<span>This Duplex-Conquest</span>
<br/>
<span>claims a “sort of success”</span>
<br/>
<span>for the Gabrunzio resisters.</span>
</p>
<section id="lions-jaws-envoi">
<header>
<p>Envoi</p>
</header>
<p>
<span>Raminetti gets short sentences</span>
<br/>
<span>for obstructing public thoroughfares</span>
<br/>
<span>Bapini is popular in <i epub:type="se:name.publication.magazine">Vanity Fair</i></span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>As for Imna Oly</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>I agree with <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mrs.</abbr> Krar Standing Hail</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>She is not quite a lady.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
<span>.</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Riding the sunset</span>
<br/>
<span>
<strong>Danriel Gabrunzio</strong>
</span>
<br/>
<span>corrects</span>
<br/>
<span>the lewd precocity</span>
<br/>
<span>of Raminetti and Bapini</span>
<br/>
<span>with his sonorous violation of Fiume</span>
<br/>
<span>and drops his eye</span>
<br/>
<span>into the fatal lap</span>
<br/>
<span>of Italy.</span>
</p>
</section>
</article>
<article id="ignoramus" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Ignoramus</h2>
<p>
<span>Shut it up</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Sing silence</span>
<br/>
<span>To destiny</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Give</span>
<span>half-a-crown</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>To a magician</span>
<br/>
<span>Half a glance</span>
<br/>
<span>To window-eclipse</span>
<br/>
<span>And count the glumes</span>
<br/>
<span>Of your days bargaining</span>
<br/>
<span>Lying</span>
<br/>
<span>In the lining</span>
<br/>
<span>Of your pocket</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">While compromising</span>
<br/>
<span>Between the perpendicular and horizontal</span>
<br/>
<span>Some other tramp</span>
<br/>
<span>Leans against</span>
<br/>
<span>The night-nursery of trams</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Puffs of black night</span>
<br/>
<span>Quiver the neck</span>
<br/>
<span>Of the Clown of Fortune</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">Dribble out of his trouser-ends</span>
<br/>
<span>In dust-to-dust</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Till</span>
<span>cock-kingdom-come-crow</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>You can hear the heart-beating</span>
<br/>
<span>Accoupling</span>
<br/>
<span>of the masculine and feminine</span>
<br/>
<span>Universal principles</span>
<br/>
<span>Mating</span>
<br/>
<span>And the martyrdom of morning</span>
<br/>
<span>Caged with the love of houseflies</span>
<br/>
<span>The avidity of youth</span>
<br/>
<span>And incommensuration.</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Day-spring</span>
<br/>
<span>Bursting on repetition</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">“My friend the Sun</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">You have probably met before”</span>
<br/>
<span>Or breakfasting on rain</span>
<br/>
<span>You hurry</span>
<br/>
<span>To interpolate</span>
<br/>
<span>The over-growth</span>
<br/>
<span>Of vegetation</span>
<br/>
<span>With a walking stick</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Or smear a friend</span>
<br/>
<span>With a greasy residuum</span>
<br/>
<span>From boiling your soul down</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">You can walk to Empyrean to-gether</span>
<br/>
<span>Under the same</span>
<br/>
<span>Oil-silk umbrella</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“I must have you</span>
<br/>
<span>Count stars for me</span>
<br/>
<span>Out of their numeral excess</span>
<br/>
<span>Please keep the brightest</span>
<br/>
<span>For the last”</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="songs-to-joannes" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Songs to Joannes</h2>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-1">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">I</h3>
<p>
<span>
<span>Spawn</span>
<span>of</span>
<span>Fantasies</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Silting the appraisable</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Pig Cupid</span>
<span>his rosy snout</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Rooting erotic garbage</span>
<br/>
<span>“Once upon a time”</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Pulls a weed</span>
<span>white star-topped</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Among wild oats</span>
<span>sown in mucous-membrane</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>I would</span>
<span>an</span>
<span>eye in a Bengal light</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Eternity in a sky-rocket</span>
<br/>
<span>Constellations in an ocean</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose rivers run no fresher</span>
<br/>
<span>Than a trickle of saliva</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>These</span>
<span>are suspect places</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>I must live in my lantern</span>
<br/>
<span>Trimming subliminal flicker</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Virginal</span>
<span>to the bellows</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Of Experience</span>
<br/>
<span class="i7">
<span>Coloured</span>
<span>glass</span>
</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-2">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">II</h3>
<p>
<span class="i8">The skin-sack</span>
<br/>
<span>In which a wanton duality</span>
<br/>
<span>Packed</span>
<br/>
<span>All the completion of my infructuous impulses</span>
<br/>
<span>Something the shape of a man</span>
<br/>
<span>To the casual vulgarity of the merely observant</span>
<br/>
<span>More of a clock-work mechanism</span>
<br/>
<span>Running down against time</span>
<br/>
<span>To which I am not paced</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">My finger-tips are numb from fretting your hair</span>
<br/>
<span>A Gods door-mat</span>
<br/>
<span class="i8">On the threshold of your mind</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-3">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">III</h3>
<p>
<span>We might have coupled</span>
<br/>
<span>In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment</span>
<br/>
<span>Or broken flesh with one another</span>
<br/>
<span>At the profane communion table</span>
<br/>
<span>Where wine is spilld on promiscuous lips</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>We might have given birth to a butterfly</span>
<br/>
<span>With the daily news</span>
<br/>
<span>Printed in blood on its wings</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-4">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">IV</h3>
<p>
<span>Once in a mezzanino</span>
<br/>
<span>The starry ceiling</span>
<br/>
<span>Vaulted an unimaginable family</span>
<br/>
<span>Bird-like abortions</span>
<br/>
<span>With human throats</span>
<br/>
<span>And Wisdoms eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>Who wore lamp-shade red dresses</span>
<br/>
<span>And woolen hair</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>One bore a baby</span>
<br/>
<span>In a padded <i lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">porte-enfant</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Tied with a sarsenet ribbon</span>
<br/>
<span>To her gooses wings</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>But for the abominable shadows</span>
<br/>
<span>I would have lived</span>
<br/>
<span>Among their fearful furniture</span>
<br/>
<span>To teach them to tell me their secrets</span>
<br/>
<span>Before I guessed</span>
<br/>
<span>—Sweeping the brood clean out</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-5">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">V</h3>
<p>
<span>Midnight empties the street</span>
<br/>
<span>Of all but us</span>
<br/>
<span>Three</span>
<br/>
<span>I am undecided which way back</span>
<br/>
<span class="i6">To the left a boy</span>
<br/>
<span>—One wing has been washed in rain</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">The other will never be clean any more</span>
<br/>
<span>Pulling door-bells to remind</span>
<br/>
<span>Those that are snug</span>
<br/>
<span class="i6">To the right a haloed ascetic</span>
<br/>
<span class="i6">Threading houses</span>
<br/>
<span>Probes wounds for souls</span>
<br/>
<span>—The poor cant wash in hot water</span>
<br/>
<span>And I dont know which turning to take</span>
<br/>
<span>Since you got home to yourself—first</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-6">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">VI</h3>
<p>
<span>I know the Wire-Puller intimately</span>
<br/>
<span>And if it were not for the people</span>
<br/>
<span>On whom you keep one eye</span>
<br/>
<span>You could look straight at me</span>
<br/>
<span>And Time would be set back</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-7">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">VII</h3>
<p>
<span>My pair of feet</span>
<br/>
<span>Smack the flag-stones</span>
<br/>
<span>That are something left over from your walking</span>
<br/>
<span>The wind stuffs the scum of the white street</span>
<br/>
<span>Into my lungs and my nostrils</span>
<br/>
<span>Exhilarated birds</span>
<br/>
<span>Prolonging flight into the night</span>
<br/>
<span>Never reaching</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-8">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">VIII</h3>
<p>
<span>I am the jealous store-house of the candle-ends</span>
<br/>
<span>That lit your adolescent learning</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>Behind Gods eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>There might</span>
<br/>
<span>Be other lights</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-9">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">IX</h3>
<p>
<span>When we lifted</span>
<br/>
<span>Our eye-lids on Love</span>
<br/>
<span>A cosmos</span>
<br/>
<span>Of coloured voices</span>
<br/>
<span>And laughing honey</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And spermatozoa</span>
<br/>
<span>At the core of Nothing</span>
<br/>
<span>In the milk of the Moon</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-10">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">X</h3>
<p>
<span>Shuttle-cock and battle-door</span>
<br/>
<span>A little pink-love</span>
<br/>
<span>And feathers are strewn</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-11">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XI</h3>
<p>
<span>
<span>Dear one</span>
<span>at your mercy</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Our Universe</span>
<br/>
<span>Is only</span>
<br/>
<span>A colorless onion</span>
<br/>
<span>You derobe</span>
<br/>
<span>Sheath by sheath</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">Remaining</span>
<br/>
<span>A disheartening odour</span>
<br/>
<span>About your nervy hands</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-12">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XII</h3>
<p>
<span>Voices break on the confines of passion</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Desire</span>
<span>Suspicion</span>
<span>Man</span>
<span>Woman</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Solve in the humid carnage</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Flesh from flesh</span>
<br/>
<span>Draws the inseparable delight</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Kissing at gasps</span>
<span>to catch it</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Is it true</span>
<br/>
<span>That I have set you apart</span>
<br/>
<span>Inviolate in an utter crystallization</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Of all</span>
<span>the jolting of the crowd</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Taught me willingly to live to share</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Or are you</span>
<br/>
<span>Only the other half</span>
<br/>
<span>Of an egos necessity</span>
<br/>
<span>Scourging pride with compassion</span>
<br/>
<span>To the shallow sound of dissonance</span>
<br/>
<span>And boom of escaping breath</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-13">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XIII</h3>
<p>
<span>
<span>Come to me</span>
<span>There is something</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>I have got to tell you</span>
<span>and I cant tell</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Something taking shape</span>
<br/>
<span>Something that has a new name</span>
<br/>
<span>A new dimension</span>
<br/>
<span>A new use</span>
<br/>
<span>A new illusion</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>It is ambient</span>
<span>And it is in your eyes</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Something shiny</span>
<span>Something only for you</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i7">Something that I must not see</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>It is in my ears</span>
<span>Something very resonant</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Something that you must not hear</span>
<br/>
<span class="i7">Something only for me</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Let us be very jealous</span>
<br/>
<span>Very suspicious</span>
<br/>
<span>Very conservative</span>
<br/>
<span>Very cruel</span>
<br/>
<span>Or we might make an end of the jostling of aspirations</span>
<br/>
<span>Disorb inviolate egos</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Where two or three are welded together</span>
<br/>
<span>They shall become god</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>Oh thats right</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Keep away from me</span>
<span>Please give me a push</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Dont let me understand you</span>
<span>Dont realise me</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Or we might tumble together</span>
<br/>
<span>Depersonalized</span>
<br/>
<span>Identical</span>
<br/>
<span>Into the terrific Nirvana</span>
<br/>
<span>Me youyoume</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-14">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XIV</h3>
<p>
<span>Today</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Everlasting</span>
<span>passing</span>
<span>apparent</span>
<span>imperceptible</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>To you</span>
<br/>
<span>I bring the nascent virginity of</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>—Myself</span>
<span>for the moment</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>No love</span>
<span>or the other thing</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Only the impact of lighted bodies</span>
<br/>
<span>Knocking sparks off each other</span>
<br/>
<span>In chaos</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-15">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XV</h3>
<p>
<span>
<span>Seldom</span>
<span>Trying for Love</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Fantasy dealt them out as gods</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Two or three men</span>
<span>looked only human</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>But you alone</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Superhuman</span>
<span>apparently</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>I had to be caught in the weak eddy</span>
<br/>
<span>Of your drivelling humanity</span>
<br/>
<span class="i6">To love you most</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-16">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XVI</h3>
<p>
<span>We might have lived together</span>
<br/>
<span>In the lights of the Arno</span>
<br/>
<span>Or gone apple stealing under the sea</span>
<br/>
<span>Or played</span>
<br/>
<span>Hide and seek in love and cob-webs</span>
<br/>
<span>And a lullaby on a tin-pan</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>And</span>
<span>talked till there were no more tongues</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>To talk with</span>
<br/>
<span>And never have known any better</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-17">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XVII</h3>
<p>
<span>I dont care</span>
<br/>
<span>Where the legs of the legs of the furniture are walking to</span>
<br/>
<span>Or what is hidden in the shadows they stride</span>
<br/>
<span>Or what would look at me</span>
<br/>
<span>If the shutters were not shut</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Red</span>
<span>a warm colour on the battle-field</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Heavy on my knees as a counterpane</span>
<br/>
<span>Count counter</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>I counted</span>
<span>the fringe of the towel</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Till two tassels clinging together</span>
<br/>
<span>Let the square room fall away</span>
<br/>
<span>From a round vacuum</span>
<br/>
<span>Dilating with my breath</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-18">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XVIII</h3>
<p>
<span>Out of the severing</span>
<br/>
<span>Of hill from hill</span>
<br/>
<span>The interim</span>
<br/>
<span>Of star from star</span>
<br/>
<span>The nascent</span>
<br/>
<span>Static</span>
<br/>
<span>Of night</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-19">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XIX</h3>
<p>
<span>Nothing so conserving</span>
<br/>
<span>As cool cleaving</span>
<br/>
<span>Note of the <i epub:type="z3998:grapheme">Q</i> <i epub:type="z3998:grapheme">H</i> <i epub:type="z3998:grapheme">U</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Clear carving</span>
<br/>
<span>Breath-giving</span>
<br/>
<span>Pollen smelling</span>
<br/>
<span>Space</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>White telling</span>
<br/>
<span>Of slaking</span>
<br/>
<span>Drinkable</span>
<br/>
<span>Through fingers</span>
<br/>
<span>Running water</span>
<br/>
<span>Grass haulms</span>
<br/>
<span>Grow to</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Leading astray</span>
<br/>
<span>Of fireflies</span>
<br/>
<span>Aerial quadrille</span>
<br/>
<span>Bouncing</span>
<br/>
<span>Off one another</span>
<br/>
<span>Again conjoining</span>
<br/>
<span>In recaptured pulses</span>
<br/>
<span>Of light</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>You too</span>
<br/>
<span>Had something</span>
<br/>
<span>At that time</span>
<br/>
<span>Of a green-lit glow-worm</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet slowly drenched</span>
<br/>
<span>To raylessness</span>
<br/>
<span>In rain</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-20">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XX</h3>
<p>
<span>Let Joy go solace-winged</span>
<br/>
<span>To flutter whom she may concern</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-21">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXI</h3>
<p>
<span>I store up nights against you</span>
<br/>
<span>Heavy with shut-flowers nightmares</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>Stack noons</span>
<br/>
<span>Curled to the solitaire</span>
<br/>
<span>Core of the</span>
<br/>
<span>Sun</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-22">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXII</h3>
<p>
<span>Green things grow</span>
<br/>
<span>Salads</span>
<br/>
<span>For the cerebral</span>
<br/>
<span>Foragers revival</span>
<br/>
<span>Upon bossed bellies</span>
<br/>
<span>Of mountains</span>
<br/>
<span>Rolling in the sun</span>
<br/>
<span>And flowered flummery</span>
<br/>
<span>Breaks</span>
<br/>
<span>To my silly shoes</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>In ways without you</span>
<br/>
<span>I go</span>
<br/>
<span>Gracelessly</span>
<br/>
<span>As things go</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-23">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXIII</h3>
<p>
<span>Laughter in solution</span>
<br/>
<span>Stars in a stare</span>
<br/>
<span>Irredeemable pledges</span>
<br/>
<span>Of pubescent consummations</span>
<br/>
<span>Rot</span>
<br/>
<span>To the recurrent moon</span>
<br/>
<span>Bleach</span>
<br/>
<span>To the pure white</span>
<br/>
<span>Wickedness of pain</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-24">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXIV</h3>
<p>
<span>The procreative truth of Me</span>
<br/>
<span>Petered out</span>
<br/>
<span>In pestilent</span>
<br/>
<span>Tear drops</span>
<br/>
<span>Little lusts and lucidities</span>
<br/>
<span>And prayerful lies</span>
<br/>
<span>Muddled with the heinous acerbity</span>
<br/>
<span>Of your street-corner smile</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-25">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXV</h3>
<p>
<span>Licking the Arno</span>
<br/>
<span>The little rosy</span>
<br/>
<span>Tongue of Dawn</span>
<br/>
<span>Interferes with our eyelashes</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>We twiddle to it</span>
<br/>
<span>Round and round</span>
<br/>
<span>Faster</span>
<br/>
<span>And turn into machines</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Till the sun</span>
<br/>
<span>Subsides in shining</span>
<br/>
<span>Melts some of us</span>
<br/>
<span>Into abysmal pigeon-holes</span>
<br/>
<span>Passion has bored</span>
<br/>
<span>In warmth</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Some few of us</span>
<br/>
<span>Grow to the level of cool plains</span>
<br/>
<span>Cutting our foot-hold</span>
<br/>
<span>With steel eyes</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-26">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXVI</h3>
<p>
<span>Shedding our petty pruderies</span>
<br/>
<span>From slit eyes</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>We sidle up</span>
<br/>
<span>To Nature</span>
<br/>
<span>that irate pornographist</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-27">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXVII</h3>
<p>
<span>
<span>Nucleus</span>
<span>Nothing</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Inconceivable concept</span>
<br/>
<span>Insentient repose</span>
<br/>
<span>The hands of races</span>
<br/>
<span>Drop off from</span>
<br/>
<span>Immodifiable plastic</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The contents</span>
<br/>
<span>Of our ephemeral conjunction</span>
<br/>
<span>In aloofness from Much</span>
<br/>
<span>Flowed to approachment of</span>
<br/>
<span>
<strong>Nothing</strong>
</span>
<br/>
<span>There was a man and a woman</span>
<br/>
<span>In the way</span>
<br/>
<span>While the Irresolvable</span>
<br/>
<span>Rubbed with our daily deaths</span>
<br/>
<span>Impossible eyes</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-28">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXVIII</h3>
<p>
<span>The steps go up forever</span>
<br/>
<span>And they are white</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And the first step</span>
<span>is the last white</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Forever</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Coloured</span>
<span>conclusions</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Smelt</span>
<span>to synthetic</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Whiteness</span>
<br/>
<span>Of my</span>
<br/>
<span>Emergence</span>
<br/>
<span>And I am burnt quite white</span>
<br/>
<span>In the climacteric</span>
<br/>
<span>Withdrawal of your sun</span>
<br/>
<span>And wills and words all white</span>
<br/>
<span>Suffuse</span>
<br/>
<span>Illimitable monotone</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>White</span>
<span>where there is nothing to see</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>But a white towel</span>
<br/>
<span>Wipes the cymophanous sweat</span>
<br/>
<span>—Mist rise of living</span>
<br/>
<span>From your</span>
<br/>
<span>Etiolate body</span>
<br/>
<span>And the white dawn</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Of your</span>
<span>New Day</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Shuts down on me</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Unthinkable</span>
<span>that white over there</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Is smoke from your house</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-29">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXIX</h3>
<p>
<span>
<span>Evolution</span>
<span>fall foul of</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Sexual equality</span>
<br/>
<span>Prettily miscalculate</span>
<br/>
<span>Similitude</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Unnatural selection</span>
<br/>
<span>Breed such sons and daughters</span>
<br/>
<span>As shall jibber at each other</span>
<br/>
<span>Uninterpretable cryptonyms</span>
<br/>
<span>Under the moon</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Give them some way of braying brassily</span>
<br/>
<span>For caressive calling</span>
<br/>
<span>Or to homophonous hiccups</span>
<br/>
<span>Transpose the laugh</span>
<br/>
<span>Let them suppose that tears</span>
<br/>
<span>Are snowdrops or molasses</span>
<br/>
<span>Or anything</span>
<br/>
<span>Than human insufficiencies</span>
<br/>
<span>Begging dorsal vertebrae</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Let meeting be the turning</span>
<br/>
<span>To the antipodean</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And Form</span>
<span>a blurr</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Anything</span>
<br/>
<span>Than seduce them</span>
<br/>
<span>To the one</span>
<br/>
<span>As simple satisfaction</span>
<br/>
<span>For the other</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Let them clash together</span>
<br/>
<span>From the incognitoes</span>
<br/>
<span>In seismic orgasm</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>For far further</span>
<br/>
<span>Differentiation</span>
<br/>
<span>Rather than watch</span>
<br/>
<span>Own-self distortion</span>
<br/>
<span>Wince in the alien ego</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-30">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXX</h3>
<p>
<span>In some</span>
<br/>
<span>Prenatal plagiarism</span>
<br/>
<span>Foetal buffoons</span>
<br/>
<span>Caught tricks</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>From archetypal pantomime</span>
<br/>
<span>Stringing emotions</span>
<br/>
<span>Looped aloft</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>For the blind eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>That Nature knows us with</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And most of Nature</span>
<span>is green</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>What guaranty</span>
<br/>
<span>For the proto-form</span>
<br/>
<span>We fumble</span>
<br/>
<span>Our souvenir ethics to</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-31">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXXI</h3>
<p>
<span>Crucifixion</span>
<br/>
<span>Of a busy-body</span>
<br/>
<span>Longing to interfere so</span>
<br/>
<span>With the intimacies</span>
<br/>
<span>Of your insolent isolation</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Crucifixion</span>
<br/>
<span>Of an illegal egos</span>
<br/>
<span>Eclosion</span>
<br/>
<span>On your equilibrium</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Caryatid</span>
<span>of an idea</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Crucifixion</span>
<br/>
<span>Wracked arms</span>
<br/>
<span>Index extremities</span>
<br/>
<span>In vacuum</span>
<br/>
<span>To the unbroken fall</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-32">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXXII</h3>
<p>
<span>The moon is cold</span>
<br/>
<span>Joannes</span>
<br/>
<span>Where the Mediterranean</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-33">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXXIII</h3>
<p>
<span>The prig of passion</span>
<br/>
<span>To your professorial paucity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Proto-plasm was raving mad</span>
<br/>
<span>Evolving us</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="songs-to-joannes-34">
<h3 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">XXXIV</h3>
<p>
<span>Lovethe preeminent litterateur</span>
</p>
</section>
</article>
<article id="the-dead" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">The Dead</h2>
<p>
<span>We have flowed out of ourselves</span>
<br/>
<span>Beginning on the outside</span>
<br/>
<span>That shrivable skin</span>
<br/>
<span>Where you leave off</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Of infinite elastic</span>
<br/>
<span>Walking the ceiling</span>
<br/>
<span>Our eyelashes polish stars</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Curled close in the youngest corpuscle</span>
<br/>
<span>Of a descendant</span>
<br/>
<span>We spit up our passions in our grand-dams</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Fixing the extension of your reactions</span>
<br/>
<span>Our shadow lengthens</span>
<br/>
<span>In your fear</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>You are so old</span>
<br/>
<span>Born in our immortality</span>
<br/>
<span>Stuck fast as Life</span>
<br/>
<span>In one impalpable</span>
<br/>
<span>Omniprevalent Dimension</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>We are turned inside out</span>
<br/>
<span>Your cities lie digesting in our stomachs</span>
<br/>
<span>Street lights footle in our ocular darkness</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Having swallowed your irate hungers</span>
<br/>
<span>Satisfied before bread-breaking</span>
<br/>
<span>To your dissolution</span>
<br/>
<span>We splinter into Wholes</span>
<br/>
<span>Stirring the remorses of your tomorrow</span>
<br/>
<span>Among the refuse of your unborn centuries</span>
<br/>
<span>In our busy ashbins</span>
<br/>
<span>Stink the melodies</span>
<br/>
<span>Of your</span>
<br/>
<span>So easily reducible</span>
<br/>
<span>Adolescences</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Our tissue is of that which escapes you</span>
<br/>
<span>Birth-Breaths and orgasms</span>
<br/>
<span>The shattering tremor of the static</span>
<br/>
<span>The far-shore of an instant</span>
<br/>
<span>The unsurpassable openness of the circle</span>
<br/>
<span>Legerdemain of God</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Only in the segregated angles of Lunatic Asylums</span>
<br/>
<span>Do those who have strained to exceeding themselves</span>
<br/>
<span>Break on our edgeless contours</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The mouthed echoes of what</span>
<br/>
<span>Has exuded to our companionship</span>
<br/>
<span>Is horrible to the ear</span>
<br/>
<span>Of the half that is left inside them.</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="o-hell" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">O Hell</h2>
<p>
<span>To clear the drifts of spring</span>
<br/>
<span>of our forbears excrements</span>
<br/>
<span>and bury the subconscious archives</span>
<br/>
<span>under unaffected flowers</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i3">Indeed</span>
<br/>
<span>our person is a covered entrance to infinity</span>
<br/>
<span>choked with the tatters of tradition</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Goddesses and Young Gods</span>
<br/>
<span>caress the sanctity of Adolescence</span>
<br/>
<span>in the shaft to the sun.</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="mexican-desert" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Mexican Desert</h2>
<p>
<span>The belching ghost-wail of the locomotive</span>
<br/>
<span>trailing her rattling wooden tail</span>
<br/>
<span>into the jazz-band sunset.⁠ ⁠…</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The mountains in a row</span>
<br/>
<span>set pinnacles of ferocious isolation</span>
<br/>
<span>under the alien hot heaven</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Vegetable cripples of drought</span>
<br/>
<span>thrust up the parching appeal</span>
<br/>
<span>cracking open the earth</span>
<br/>
<span>stump-fingered cacti</span>
<br/>
<span>and hunch-back palm trees</span>
<br/>
<span>belabour the cinders of twilight.⁠ ⁠…</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="perlun" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Perlun</h2>
<p>
<span class="i2">the whipper snapper child of the sun</span>
<br/>
<span>His pert blonde spirit</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">scoured by the Scandinavian Boreas</span>
<br/>
<span>His head</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">an adolescent oval</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">ostrich egg</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The victorious</span>
<span>silly</span>
<span>beauty of his face</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">awakens to his instincts</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A vivacious knick-knack tipped with gold</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">he puts the world</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">to the test of intuition</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Smiling from ear to ear</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">Living from other hands to mouth</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Holding in immaculate arms</span>
<br/>
<span class="i7">the syphilitic sailor</span>
<br/>
<span class="i7">on his avoided death bunk</span>
<br/>
<span class="i7">or the movie vamp</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">among the muffled shadows of the shrubberies</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">
<span>Picking lemons in Los Angeles</span>
<span>broke</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The education of “<i lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">Prince Fils à Papa</i></span>
<br/>
<span class="i7">How low men die</span>
<br/>
<span class="i7">How women love</span>
<br/>
<span class="i7">The rituals of Dempsey and Carpentier</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<b>Perlun</b>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">asks “Do these flappers of the millionaires</span>
<br/>
<span class="i6">think Im a doll for anyone to pat?”</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="poe" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Poe</h2>
<p>
<span class="i1">a lyric elixir of death</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">embalms</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">the spindle spirits of your hour glass loves</span>
<br/>
<span class="i8">on moon spun nights</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>sets</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">icicled canopy</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">for corpses of poesy</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">with roses and northern lights</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i1">Where frozen nightingales in ilix aisles</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i9">sing burial rites</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="apology-of-genius" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Apology of Genius</h2>
<p>
<span>Ostracized as we are with God</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">The watchers of the civilized wastes</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">reverse their signals on our track</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Lepers of the moon</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">all magically diseased</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">we come among you</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">innocent</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of our luminous sores</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">unknowing</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">how perturbing lights</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">our spirit</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">on the passion of Man</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">until you turn on us your smooth fools faces</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">like buttocks bared in aboriginal mockeries</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">We are the sacerdotal clowns</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">who feed upon the wind and stars</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">and pulverous pastures of poverty</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Our wills are formed</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">by curious disciplines</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">beyond your laws</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">You may give birth to us</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">or marry us</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">the chances of your flesh</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">are not our destiny</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The cuirass of the soul</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">still shines</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">And we are unaware</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">if you confuse</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">such brief</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">corrosion with possession</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">In the raw caverns of the Increate</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">we forge the dusk of Chaos</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">to that imperious jewelry of the Universe</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">—the Beautiful</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">While to your eyes</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">A delicate crop</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of criminal mystic immortelles</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">stands to the censors scythe.</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="brancusis-golden-bird" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Brâncușis <i epub:type="se:name.visual-art.sculpture">Golden Bird</i></h2>
<p>
<span>The toy</span>
<br/>
<span>become the aesthetic archetype</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>As if</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">some patient peasant God</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">had rubbed and rubbed</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">the Alpha and Omega</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">of Form</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">into a lump of metal</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i1">A naked orientation</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">
<span>unwinged</span>
<span>unplumed</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">the ultimate rhythm</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">has lopped the extremities</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">of crest and claw</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">from</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">the nucleus of flight</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The absolute act</span>
<br/>
<span>of art</span>
<br/>
<span>conformed</span>
<br/>
<span>to continent sculpture</span>
<br/>
<span>bare as the brow of Osiris</span>
<br/>
<span>this breast of revelation</span>
<br/>
<span>an incandescent curve</span>
<br/>
<span>licked by chromatic flames</span>
<br/>
<span>in labyrinths of reflections</span>
<br/>
<span>This gong</span>
<br/>
<span>of polished hyper aesthesia</span>
<br/>
<span>shrills with brass</span>
<br/>
<span>as the aggressive light</span>
<br/>
<span>strikes</span>
<br/>
<span>its significance</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The immaculate</span>
<br/>
<span>conception</span>
<br/>
<span>of the inaudible bird</span>
<br/>
<span>occurs</span>
<br/>
<span>in gorgeous reticence</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="lunar-baedeker" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Lunar Baedeker</h2>
<p>
<span>A silver Lucifer</span>
<br/>
<span>serves</span>
<br/>
<span>cocaine in cornucopia</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>To some somnambulists</span>
<br/>
<span>of adolescent thighs</span>
<br/>
<span>draped</span>
<br/>
<span>in satirical draperies</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Peris in livery</span>
<br/>
<span>prepare</span>
<br/>
<span>Lethe</span>
<br/>
<span>for posthumous parvenues</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Delirious Avenues</span>
<br/>
<span>lit</span>
<br/>
<span>with the chandelier souls</span>
<br/>
<span>of infusoria</span>
<br/>
<span>from Pharoahs tombstones</span>
<br/>
<span>lead</span>
<br/>
<span>to mercurial doomsdays</span>
<br/>
<span>Odious oasis</span>
<br/>
<span>in furrowed phosphorous</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>the eye-white sky-light</span>
<br/>
<span>white-light district</span>
<br/>
<span>of lunar lusts</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Stellectric signs</span>
<br/>
<span>“Wing shows on Starway”</span>
<br/>
<span>“Zodiac carrousel”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Cyclones</span>
<br/>
<span>of ecstatic dust</span>
<br/>
<span>and ashes whirl</span>
<br/>
<span>crusaders</span>
<br/>
<span>from hallucinatory citadels</span>
<br/>
<span>of shattered glass</span>
<br/>
<span>into evacuate craters</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A flock of dreams</span>
<br/>
<span>browse on Necropolis</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>From the shores</span>
<br/>
<span>of oval oceans</span>
<br/>
<span>in the oxidized Orient</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Onyx-eyed Odalisques</span>
<br/>
<span>and ornithologists</span>
<br/>
<span>observe</span>
<br/>
<span>the flight</span>
<br/>
<span>of Eros obsolete</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And “Immortality”</span>
<br/>
<span>mildews</span>
<br/>
<span>in the museums of the moon</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“Nocturnal cyclops”</span>
<br/>
<span>“Crystal concubine”</span>
<br/>
<span>—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—⁠ ⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>Pocked with personification</span>
<br/>
<span>the fossil virgin of the skies</span>
<br/>
<span>waxes and wanes</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="joyces-ulysses" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Joyces <i epub:type="se:name.publication.book">Ulysses</i></h2>
<p>
<span class="i2">The Normal Monster</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">sings in the Green Sahara</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The voice and offal</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of the image of God</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">make Celtic noises</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">in these lyrical hells</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Hurricanes</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of reasoned musics</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">reap the uncensored earth</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The loquent consciousness</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of living things</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">pours in torrential languages</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The elderly colloquists</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">the Spirit and the Flesh</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">are out of tongue</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The Spirit</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">is impaled upon the phallus</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Phoenix</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of Irish fires</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">lighten the Occident</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">with Irelands wings</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">flap pandemoniums</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of Olympian prose</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">and satirise</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">the imperial Rose</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of Gaelic perfumes</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">England</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">the sadistic mother</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">embraces Erin</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Master</span>
<br/>
<span>of meteoric idiom</span>
<br/>
<span>present</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The word made flesh</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">and feeding upon itself</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">with erudite fangs</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">The sanguine</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">introspection of the womb</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Don Juan</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of Judea</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">upon a pilgrimage</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">to the Libido</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The Press</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">purring</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">its lullabyes to sanity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Christ capitalised</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">scourging</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">incontrite usurers of destiny</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">in hole and corner temples</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And hang</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">The souls advertisements</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">outside the ecclesiasts Zoo</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">A gravid day</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">spawns</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">guttural gargoyles</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">upon the Tower of Babel</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Empyrean emporium</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">where the</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">rejectorrecreator</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">Joyce</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">flashes the giant reflector</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">on the sub rosâ</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="crab-angel" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Crab-Angel</h2>
<p>
<span class="i2">An atomic sprite</span>
<br/>
<span>perched on a polished</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">monster-stallion</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>reigns over Ringlings</span>
<span>revolving</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>trinity</span>
<span>of circus attractions</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Something the contour</span>
<br/>
<span>of a captured crab</span>
<br/>
<span>waving its useless pearly claws</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>From a squat body</span>
<br/>
<span>pygmy arms</span>
<br/>
<span>and bow legs</span>
<br/>
<span>with their baroque calves</span>
<br/>
<span>curve in a bi-circular attitude</span>
<br/>
<span>to a ballerinas exstacy</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>An effigy of Christmas Eves</span>
<br/>
<span>smile-cast among chrysanthemum curls</span>
<br/>
<span>it seems a sugar angel</span>
<br/>
<span>while from a rose flecked ruff of gauze</span>
<br/>
<span>its manly legs</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>stamp</span>
<span>on the vast rump of the horse</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>An iridescent speck</span>
<br/>
<span>dripped from a rainbow</span>
<br/>
<span>onto an ebony cloud</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Crab-Angel</span>
<span>I christen you</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>minnikin of masquerade sex</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Helen of Lilliput?</span>
<br/>
<span>Hercules in a powder puff?</span>
</p>
<section id="crab-angel-song" epub:type="z3998:song">
<header>
<p>Song</p>
</header>
<p>
<span>“Had you been born</span>
<br/>
<span>in regions of the Unicorn</span>
<br/>
<span>To balance on his ivory horn</span>
<br/>
<span>perhaps</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>“Per Bacco!</span>
<span>Tis an idiot dwarf</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>hooked to a wire to make him jump”</span>
</p>
</section>
<p>
<span>Automaton bare-back rider</span>
<br/>
<span>the circus-master</span>
<br/>
<span>jerks</span>
<br/>
<span>your invisible pendulence</span>
<br/>
<span>from an over-head pulley</span>
<br/>
<span>to your illusory</span>
<br/>
<span>leaps in up-a-loft</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>signs</span>
<br/>
<span>the horse</span>
<br/>
<span>racing the orchestra</span>
<br/>
<span>in rushing show</span>
<br/>
<span>throw</span>
<br/>
<span>his whimsy wire-hung dominator</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>to dart</span>
<br/>
<span>through circus skies of arc-lit dust</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Crab-Angel</span>
<span>like a swimming star</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>clutching the tail end of the Chimera</span>
<br/>
<span>An aerial acrobat</span>
<br/>
<span>floats on the coiling lightning</span>
<br/>
<span>of the whirligig</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>lifts</span>
<br/>
<span>to the elated symmetry of Flight</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A startled rose</span>
<br/>
<span>whirls in the chaos of the hoofs</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The jeering jangling</span>
<br/>
<span>jazz</span>
<br/>
<span>crashes to silence</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The dwarf</span>
<br/>
<span>subsides like an ironic sigh</span>
<br/>
<span>to the soft earth</span>
<br/>
<span>and ploughs</span>
<br/>
<span>his bow-legged way</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>laboriously</span>
<span>towards the exit</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>waving a yellow farewell with his perruque</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="der-blinde-junge" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 lang="de" epub:type="title" xml:lang="de">Der Blinde Junge</h2>
<p>
<span>The dam Bellona</span>
<br/>
<span>littered</span>
<br/>
<span>her eyeless offspring</span>
<br/>
<span>
<i lang="de" xml:lang="de">Kriegsopfer</i>
</span>
<br/>
<span>upon the pavements of Vienna</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Sparkling precipitate</span>
<br/>
<span>the spectral day</span>
<br/>
<span>involves</span>
<br/>
<span>the visionless obstacle</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>this slow blind face</span>
<br/>
<span>pushing</span>
<br/>
<span>its virginal nonentity</span>
<br/>
<span>against the light</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Pure purposeless eremite</span>
<br/>
<span>of centripetal sentience</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Upon the carnose horologe of the ego</span>
<br/>
<span>the vibrant tendon index moves not</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>since the black lightning desecrated</span>
<br/>
<span>the retinal altar</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Void and extinct</span>
<br/>
<span>this planet of the soul</span>
<br/>
<span>strains from the craving throat</span>
<br/>
<span>in static flight upslanting</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A downy youths snout</span>
<br/>
<span>nozzling the sun</span>
<br/>
<span>drowned in dumbfounded instinct</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Listen!</span>
<br/>
<span>illuminati of the coloured earth</span>
<br/>
<span>How this expressionless “thing”</span>
<br/>
<span>blows out damnation and concussive dark</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Upon a mouth-organ</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="the-starry-sky-of-wyndham-lewis" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title"><i epub:type="se:name.visual-art.painting">The Starry Sky</i> of Wyndham Lewis</h2>
<p>
<span>who raised</span>
<br/>
<span>these rocks of human mist</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>pyramidical survivors</span>
<br/>
<span>in the cyclorama of space</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>In the</span>
<br/>
<span>austere theatre of the Infinite</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">the ghosts of the stars</span>
<br/>
<span>perform the “Presence”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Their celibate shadows</span>
<br/>
<span>fall</span>
<br/>
<span>upon the aged radiance</span>
<br/>
<span>of suns and moons</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>—The nerves of Heaven</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">flinching</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">from the antennae</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">of the intellect</span>
<br/>
<span>—the rays</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">that pierce</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">the nocturnal heart</span>
<br/>
<span>The airy eyes of angels</span>
<br/>
<span>the sublime</span>
<br/>
<span>experiment in pointillism</span>
<br/>
<span>faded away</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The celestial conservatories</span>
<br/>
<span>blooming with light</span>
<br/>
<span>are all blown out</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Enviable immigrants</span>
<br/>
<span>into the pure dimension</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>immune</span>
<span>serene</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>devourers of the morning stars of Job</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Jehovahs seven days</span>
<br/>
<span>err in your silent entrails</span>
<br/>
<span>of geometric Chimeras</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The Nirvanic snows</span>
<br/>
<span>drift</span>
<br/>
<span>to sky worn images</span>
</p>
</article>
<article id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Anglo-Mongrels and the Rose</h2>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-exodus">
<h3 epub:type="title">Exodus</h3>
<p>
<span>Exodus lay under an oak-tree</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Bordering on Buda Pest</span>
<span>he had lain</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>him down</span>
<span>to over-night</span>
<span>under the lofty rain</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of starlight</span>
<br/>
<span>having leapt from the womb</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>eighteen years ago</span>
<span>and grown</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>neglected</span>
<span>along the shores of the Danube</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>on the Danube in the Danube</span>
<br/>
<span>—or breaking his legs behind runaway horses</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">with a Carnival quirk</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">every Shrove Tuesday</span>
</p>
<hr/>
<p>
<span class="i5">Of his riches</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">a Patriarch</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">erected a synagogue</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">
<span></span>
<span>—for the people</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>His son</span>
<br/>
<span>looked upon Lea</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>of the people</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">she sat in Synagogue</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">
<span>—her hair</span>
<span>long as the Talmud</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i5">
<span>—her tamarind eyes</span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>and disinherited</span>
<br/>
<span>begat this Exodus</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Imperial Austria taught the child</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>the German</span>
<span>secret patriotism</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>the Magyar tongue</span>
<span>the father</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>stuffed him with biblical Hebrew and the</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>seeds of science</span>
<span>exhorting him</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">to vindicate</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">his forefathers ambitions</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The child</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>flowered precociously</span>
<span>fever</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>smote the father</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">the widowed mother</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>took to her bosom</span>
<span>a spouse</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of her own sphere</span>
<br/>
<span>and hired</span>
<br/>
<span>Exodus in apprenticeship</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to such</span>
<span>as garrulously inarticulate</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>ignore</span>
<span>the cosmic cultures</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Sinister foster-parents</span>
<br/>
<span>who lashed the boy</span>
<br/>
<span>to that paralysis of</span>
<br/>
<span>the spiritual apparatus</span>
<br/>
<span>common to</span>
<br/>
<span>the poor</span>
<br/>
<span>The arid gravid</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>intellect</span>
<span>of jewish ancestors</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">the senile juvenile</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">calculating prodigies of Jehovah</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">—Crushed by the Occident ox</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">they scraped</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">the gold gold golden</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">muck from off its hoofs</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>moves Exodus</span>
<span>to emmigrate</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">coveting the alien</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">
<span>asylum</span>
<span>of voluntary military</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">
<span>service</span>
<span>paradise</span>
<span>of the pound-stirling</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">
<span>where the domestic Jew</span>
<span>in lieu</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">
<span>of knouts</span>
<span>is lashed with tongues</span>
</span>
</p>
<hr/>
<p>
<span class="i1">The cannibal God</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>shutters his lids of night</span>
<span>on the days gluttony</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>the partially</span>
<span>devoured humanity</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>warms its unblessed beds</span>
<span>with bare prostrations</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>An insect</span>
<span>from an herb</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>errs on the</span>
<span>man-mountain</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>imparts</span>
<span>its infinitesimal tactile stimulus</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to the epiderm</span>
<span>to the spirit</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of Exodus</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>stirring</span>
<span>the anaesthetised load</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of racial instinct frustrated</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>impulse</span>
<span>infantile impacts with unreason</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">on his unconscious</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">
<span>Blinking his eyes</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">
<span>at sunrise</span>
<span>Exodus</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>lumbar-aching</span>
<span>sleep logged</span>
<span>turns his ear</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to the grit earth</span>
<span>and hears</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>the boom of cardiac cataracts</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">thumping the turf</span>
<br/>
<span>with his young pulse</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>He is undone!</span>
<span>How should he know</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>he has a heart</span>
<span>The Danube</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>gives no instruction in anatomy</span>
<br/>
<span>the primary</span>
<br/>
<span>throb of the animate</span>
<br/>
<span>a beating mystery</span>
<br/>
<span>pounds on his ignorance</span>
<br/>
<span>in seeming</span>
<br/>
<span>death dealing</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The frightened fatalist</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">clenches his eyes</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">for the involuntary sacrifice</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">stark</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">to the sun-zumm dirges of</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">a bee</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">he lays him out</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">for his heart-beats to slay him</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>It is not accomplished</span>
<br/>
<span>the burning track</span>
<br/>
<span>of lengthening sun shafts</span>
<br/>
<span>spur</span>
<br/>
<span>This lying-in-state of a virility</span>
<br/>
<span>to rise</span>
<br/>
<span>and in his surprised</span>
<br/>
<span>protracted viability</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">shoulder his pack</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Exodus</span>
<span>whose initiations</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>in arrogance</span>
<span>through brief</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>stimulation of his intellect</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>in servitude</span>
<span>through early</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>ill-usage</span>
<span>etch involute</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>inhibitions</span>
<br/>
<span>upon his sensibility</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>sharpened and blunted</span>
<span>he</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>—bound for his unformulate</span>
<br/>
<span>conception of life</span>
<br/>
<span>makes for the harbour</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>and the</span>
<span>dogged officer of Destiny</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">kept Exodus</span>
<br/>
<span>and that which he begat</span>
<br/>
<span>moving along</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>The highest paid</span>
<span>tailors</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>cutter in the “City”</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Exodus</span>
<span>Lord Israel</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>nicknamed</span>
<span>from his consummate bearing</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>his coaly eye</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>challenging</span>
<span>the unrevealed universe</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>speaking fluently</span>
<span>“business-English”</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>to the sartorial world</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>jibbering</span>
<span>stock exchange quotations</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>and conundrums of finance</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to which</span>
<span>unlettered immigrants are instantly</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>initiate</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">Those foreigners</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>before whom</span>
<span>the soul</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of the new Motherland</span>
<br/>
<span>stands nakedly incognito</span>
<br/>
<span>in so many ciphers</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>In the boarding-house</span>
<span>the lady with</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>the locket</span>
<span>“You will excuse me</span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Our Dear Queen</span>
<span>picks chicken bones in</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>her fingers”</span>
<span>Exodus</span>
<span>at leisure</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>painting</span>
<span>knowing not why</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>sunflowers turned sunwards</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Sundays</span>
<span>when</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>England closed</span>
<span>the eyes of every</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>commercial enterprise</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>but the church</span>
<span>and spewed</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>her silent servants</span>
<span>out of her areas</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>in their bi-weekly “best”</span>
<span>to</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>“Ow get along with you”</span>
<span>their lurching lovers</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>along the rails of parks</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The high-striped</span>
<span>soldiers of the swagger-stick</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>tempting the wilder flowers of womanhood</span>
<br/>
<span>to lick-be-quick ice cream</span>
<br/>
<span>outside the barracks</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>This jovian hebrew “all dressed up</span>
<br/>
<span>and nowhere to go”</span>
<br/>
<span>stands like a larch</span>
<br/>
<span>upon the corners of incarcerate streets</span>
<br/>
<span>deploring the anomalous legs</span>
<br/>
<span>of Zions sons</span>
<br/>
<span>with the subconscious</span>
<br/>
<span>irritant of superiority</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>left in an aristocacy</span>
<span>out of currency</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>paces</span>
<br/>
<span>the cancellated desert of the metropolis</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>with the instinctive urge</span>
<span>of loneliness</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>to get to “the heart of something”</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">The heart of England</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">sporting its oak</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">on the rude ratepayer</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Hymns</span>
<span>ancient and modern</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>belabour</span>
<span>crippled cottage-grands</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>in parlour fronts</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">A thrush</span>
<br/>
<span>shatters its song upon the spurious shade</span>
<br/>
<span>of a barred bird-fanciers</span>
<br/>
<span>The dumb philosophies</span>
<br/>
<span>of the wondering jew</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>fall into rhythm</span>
<span>with</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>long unlistened-to</span>
<span>hebrew chants</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">A wave</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>“out of tide”</span>
<span>with the surrounding</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>ocean</span>
<span>he breaks</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>insensitized</span>
<span>non-participance</span>
<span>upon himself</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>(The) unperceived</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>conqueror</span>
<span>of a new world</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>in terms of cutting and drafting</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">
<span>Exodus</span>
<span>lifts his head</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>over the alien crowds</span>
<br/>
<span>under the alien clouds</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>proudly</span>
<span>as memory</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>evokes</span>
<span>the panic-stricken</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>discoverer of his own heart</span>
<span>coming</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>barefoot</span>
<span>to the Synagogue</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>erected by his grandfather</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>The Rabbi said “Your grandfather</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>was a great and a</span>
<span>just man</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>we reap what he has sown</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span>honoured be his memory</span>
<span>so heres</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>your fare</span>
<span>third class</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">May the God of Israel</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">bless thee among the Gentiles”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And the God of the Gentiles</span>
<br/>
<span>blessed him among Israel</span>
<br/>
<span>he had several</span>
<br/>
<span>shares in the South Eastern</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Railway</span>
<span>and other</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>securities</span>
<span>Suddenly</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>he remembers</span>
<span>how his mother</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>told him</span>
<span>he was a seven months child</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>—thing of etherial circulation</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>wrapped in wadding</span>
<span>somewhat</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>green-seeming</span>
<span>as an untimely apple</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>And Exodus</span>
<span>feels cold</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>with sympathy</span>
<span>for that cold thing</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>that was himself</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>The London dusk</span>
<br/>
<span>wraps up the aborted entity</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>heeding Solomons admonishing</span>
<span>spends</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>circumcised</span>
<span>circumspect</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>his evenings</span>
<span>doing lightning calculations</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>for his high pleasure</span>
<span>Painting</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>feeling his pulse</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i8">Incorporeal express trains</span>
<br/>
<span>from opposite directions</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of unequal</span>
<span>lengths and velocities</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>flash</span>
<span>through his abstract eye</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>determines instantly</span>
<span>the time</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to a decimal</span>
<span>fraction of a second</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>they take</span>
<span>to pass each other</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Under his ivory hands</span>
<br/>
<span>his sunflowers sunwards</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>glow</span>
<span>confuse</span>
<span>with itinerant</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Judaic eyes</span>
<span>peering</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>through narrow-slim</span>
<span>entrance-arches</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The terrestrial trees</span>
<span>shades</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>virgin bosoms and blossoms</span>
<br/>
<span>in course of his acclimatization</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>a hedge-rose</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>He paints</span>
<br/>
<span>He feels his pulse</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>The spiritual</span>
<span>tentacles of vanity</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>that each</span>
<span>puts out towards</span>
<span>the culture</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of his epoch</span>
<span>knowing not how to find</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>and finding not</span>
<span>contact</span>
<span>he has repealed</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>to fumble among his guts</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The only</span>
<br/>
<span>personal reality</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>he brought from Hungary</span>
<span>he takes</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to Harley street</span>
<span>where medicine</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>sits</span>
<span>the only</span>
<span>social science</span>
<span>applied to the outsider</span>
</span>
</p>
<hr/>
<p>
<span>
<span>The parasite</span>
<span>attaches to the English Rose</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>at a guinea a visit</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span>becomes</span>
<span>more tangible to himself</span>
<span>the exile</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>mechanism</span>
<span>he learns</span>
<span>is built</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to the same osseous structure</span>
<span>shares</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>identical phenomena</span>
<span>with those</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>populating the Island</span>
<br/>
<span class="i4">that segregated</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>from his apprehension</span>
<span>moves</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>a universe</span>
<span>of unceasing</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>energies</span>
<span>for the biological</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>explorers introspection</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>His body</span>
<br/>
<span>becomes the target of his speculation</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>His brain</span>
<span>ravenous for informative food</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>spins</span>
<span>cobwebs</span>
<span>on the only available</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>branching out of facts</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>clings</span>
<span>to the visceral</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>items</span>
<span>he has heard mentioned</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">until they ache</span>
<br/>
<span>under mesmeric concentration</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Exodus</span>
<span>discovers his nerves</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>as once</span>
<span>Mankind</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>in pathological mysticism</span>
<span>believed</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>itself</span>
<span>to have discovered</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>its soul</span>
<br/>
<span>Davids daughters doweries</span>
<br/>
<span>and olive-eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>virgins capitalized</span>
<br/>
<span>to tantalize!</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Jehovahs tailor</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>sets up in business for himself</span>
<br/>
<span>however</span>
<br/>
<span>Some queer</span>
<br/>
<span>marital independence on the English air</span>
<br/>
<span>keeping him bachelor</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>While through</span>
<br/>
<span>stock quotations</span>
<br/>
<span>and Latin prescriptions</span>
<br/>
<span>for physic</span>
<br/>
<span>filters the lyric</span>
<br/>
<span>aroma of the rose</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Exodus knows</span>
<br/>
<span>no longer father</span>
<br/>
<span>or brother</span>
<br/>
<span>or the God of the Jews,</span>
<br/>
<span>it is his to choose</span>
<br/>
<span>finance or</span>
<br/>
<span>romance of the rose</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-english-rose">
<h3 epub:type="title">English Rose</h3>
<p>
<span>
<span>Early</span>
<span>English</span>
<span>everlasting</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">quadrate Rose</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">paradox—Imperial</span>
<br/>
<span>trimmed with some travestied flesh</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>tinted with bloodless duties</span>
<span>dewed</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>with Liptons teas</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>and grimed</span>
<span>with crack-packed</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>herd-housing</span>
<br/>
<span>petalling</span>
<br/>
<span>the prim gilt</span>
<br/>
<span>penetralia</span>
<br/>
<span>of a lustre scioned</span>
<br/>
<span>core-crown;</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Rose of arrested impulses</span>
<br/>
<span>self pruned</span>
<br/>
<span>of the primordial attributes</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span>A tepid heart</span>
<span>inhibiting</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>with tactful terrorism</span>
<br/>
<span>the (Blossom) Populous</span>
<br/>
<span>to mystic incest with its ancestry</span>
<br/>
<span>establishing</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>by the divine</span>
<span>right of self assertion</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>the post-conceptual</span>
<br/>
<span>virginity of Nature</span>
<br/>
<span>Wiping</span>
<br/>
<span>its pink paralysis</span>
<br/>
<span>across the dawn of reason</span>
<br/>
<span>A World-blush</span>
<br/>
<span>glowing from</span>
<br/>
<span>a never-setting-sun</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Conservative Rose</span>
<br/>
<span>storage</span>
<br/>
<span>of British Empire-made pot-pourri</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of dry dead men</span>
<span>making a sweetened smell</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>among a shrivelled collectivity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Which august dust</span>
<br/>
<span>stirred by</span>
<br/>
<span>the trouser-striped prongs of statesmanship</span>
<br/>
<span>(whenever politic)</span>
<br/>
<span>rises upon the puff of press alarm</span>
<br/>
<span>and whirling itself</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>deliriously around the</span>
<span>unseen</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Bolshevik</span>
<span>subsides</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>in ashy circularity</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>“a wreath” upon the</span>
<span>unknown</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>soldiers grave</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>And Jehovah</span>
<span>strikes,</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>through the fetish</span>
<br/>
<span>of the island hedges,</span>
<br/>
<span>Exodus</span>
<br/>
<span>who on his holiday</span>
<br/>
<span>(induced</span>
<br/>
<span>by the insiduous pink</span>
<br/>
<span>of Albions ideal)</span>
<br/>
<span>is looking for a rose</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And the rose</span>
<br/>
<span>rises</span>
<br/>
<span>from the green</span>
<br/>
<span>of a green lane</span>
<br/>
<span>rosily-stubborn</span>
<br/>
<span>and robustly round</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Under a pink print</span>
<br/>
<span>sunbonnet</span>
<br/>
<span>the village maid</span>
<br/>
<span>scowls at the heathen</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Albion</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">in female form</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">salutes the alien Exodus</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>staring so hard</span>
<br/>
<span>warms his nostalgia</span>
<br/>
<span>on her belligerent innocence</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>The maidenhead</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>drooping her lid</span>
<br/>
<span>and pouting of her breast</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>forewarns</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>his amity</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Amorphous meeting</span>
<br/>
<span>in the month of May</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>This Hebrew</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">culled by Cupid on a thorn</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of the rose</span>
<br/>
<span>lays siege</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">to the thick hedgerows</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">where she blows</span>
<br/>
<span>on Christian Sundays</span>
<br/>
<span>She</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">simpering in her</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">ideological pink</span>
<br/>
<span>He</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">loaded with Mosaic</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">passions that amass</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">like money</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">implores her to take pity</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">upon him</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">and come and be a “lady in the City”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Maiden emotions</span>
<br/>
<span>bread</span>
<br/>
<span>on leaves of novels</span>
<br/>
<span>where anatomical man</span>
<br/>
<span>has no notion</span>
<br/>
<span>of offering other than the bended knee</span>
<br/>
<span>to femininity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>and purity</span>
<br/>
<span>passes in pleasant ways</span>
<br/>
<span>as the cows graze</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>For in those days</span>
<br/>
<span>when Exodus courted the rose</span>
<br/>
<span>literature was supposed to elevate us</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>So the maid</span>
<span>with puffy</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>bosom</span>
<span>where Jerusalem</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">dreams to ease</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">his head of calculations</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">in the Zero of ecstasy</span>
<br/>
<span>and a little huffy</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>bristles</span>
<span>with chastity</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>For this is the last Judgment</span>
<br/>
<span>when Jehovah</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>roars</span>
<span>“Open your mouth!</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>and I will tell you what you have been reading”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Exodus had been reading</span>
<br/>
<span>Proverbs</span>
<br/>
<span>making sharp distinction</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">between the harlot</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">
<span>and the Hausfrau</span>
<span>arraying</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">her offspring in scarlet</span>
<br/>
<span>approving</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">such as garner good advice like grain</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">and such as know enough</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">
<span>to come in from the rain</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The would-be</span>
<br/>
<span>secessionist from Israels etiquette</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">(shielding pliant Jewesses from shame</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">less glances</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">And the giving</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of just percentages</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">to matrimonial intermediaries)</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>is spiritually</span>
<span>intrigued</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>by the Anglo-Saxon phenomenon</span>
<br/>
<span>of Virginity</span>
<br/>
<span>delightfully</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>on its own</span>
<span>defensive!</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>This pouting</span>
<br/>
<span>pearl beyond price</span>
<br/>
<span>flouting</span>
<br/>
<span>the male pretentions</span>
<br/>
<span>to its impervious surface</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Alice the gentile</span>
<br/>
<span>Exodus the jew</span>
<br/>
<span>after a few</span>
<br/>
<span>feverish tiffs</span>
<br/>
<span>and reparations</span>
<br/>
<span>chiefly conveyed in exclamations</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>a means of expression</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>modified by lack of experience</span>
<br/>
<span>unite their variance</span>
<br/>
<span>in marriage</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Exodus</span>
<br/>
<span>Oriental</span>
<br/>
<span>mad to melt</span>
<br/>
<span>with something softer than himself</span>
<br/>
<span>clasps with soothing pledges</span>
<br/>
<span>his wild rose of the hedges</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>While she</span>
<br/>
<span>expecting</span>
<br/>
<span>the presented knee</span>
<br/>
<span>of chivalry</span>
<br/>
<span>repells</span>
<br/>
<span>the sub-umbilical mystery</span>
<br/>
<span>of his husbandry</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span>hysterically</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>His passionate anticipation</span>
<br/>
<span>of warming in his arms</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>his rose</span>
<span>to a maturer colouration</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>which was all of aspiration</span>
<br/>
<span>the grating upon civilization</span>
<br/>
<span>of his sensitive organism</span>
<br/>
<span>had left him</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>splinters upon an adamite</span>
<br/>
<span>opposition</span>
<br/>
<span>of nerves like stalactites</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>This dying chastity</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>had rendered up no soul</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet they pursued their congugal</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>dilemmas</span>
<span>as is usual</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>with people</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>who know</span>
<span>not what they do</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>but know</span>
<span>that what they do</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>is not illegal</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Deep in the nevrose</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>night</span>
<span>he</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>peruses this body</span>
<br/>
<span>divested of its upholstery</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">firmly insensitive</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">in mimicry</span>
<br/>
<span>of its hypothetical model</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">a petal</span>
<br/>
<span>of the English rose</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>An abstracted Ada</span>
<br/>
<span>in myopic contemplation</span>
<br/>
<span>of the incontemplatable</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">compound rosette</span>
<br/>
<span>of peerless negations</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>That like other Gods</span>
<br/>
<span>has never appeared</span>
<br/>
<span>leaving itself to be inferred</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">Whereof</span>
<br/>
<span>it is not seemly</span>
<br/>
<span>that the one petal</span>
<br/>
<span>shall apprehend</span>
<br/>
<span>of the other petals</span>
<br/>
<span>their conformity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>For of this Rose</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span>wherever it blows</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>it is certain</span>
<br/>
<span>that an impenetrable pink curtain</span>
<br/>
<span>hangs between it and itself</span>
<br/>
<span>And in metaphysical vagrance</span>
<br/>
<span>it passes beyond the ken</span>
<br/>
<span>of men</span>
<br/>
<span>unless</span>
<br/>
<span>possessed</span>
<br/>
<span>of exorbitant incomes</span>
<br/>
<span>And Then</span>
<br/>
<span>merely indicating its presence</span>
<br/>
<span>by an exotic fragrance</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A rose</span>
<br/>
<span>—that like religions</span>
<br/>
<span>before</span>
<br/>
<span>becoming amateur</span>
<br/>
<span>enwraps itself</span>
<br/>
<span>in esoteric</span>
<br/>
<span>and exoteric</span>
<br/>
<span>dimensions</span>
<br/>
<span>the official</span>
<br/>
<span>and inofficial</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>social</span>
<span>morale</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>The outer</span>
<br/>
<span>classes</span>
<br/>
<span>accepting the official</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of the inner</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>as a plausible</span>
<br/>
<span>gymnastic</span>
<br/>
<span>for disciplining the inofficial</span>
<br/>
<span>“flesh and the devil”</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to the ap</span>
<span>parent impecca</span>
<span>bility</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of the Eng</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>and for</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">Empire</span>
<br/>
<span>what form could be superior</span>
<br/>
<span>to the super-imposed</span>
<br/>
<span>slivers</span>
<br/>
<span>of the rose?</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The best</span>
<br/>
<span>is this compressed</span>
<br/>
<span>all round-and-about</span>
<br/>
<span>itself conformation</span>
<br/>
<span>Never letting out</span>
<br/>
<span>subliminal infection</span>
<br/>
<span>from hiatuses</span>
<br/>
<span>in its sub-roseal skeleton</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Its petals hung</span>
<br/>
<span>with tongues</span>
<br/>
<span>that under the supervision</span>
<br/>
<span>of the Board of Education</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>may never sing in concert</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>for some</span>
<br/>
<span>singing h</span>
<br/>
<span>flat and some</span>
<br/>
<span>h sharp “The Arch</span>
<br/>
<span>angels sing H”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>There reigns a disproportionate</span>
<br/>
<span>disarmony</span>
<br/>
<span>in the English Hanthem</span>
<br/>
<span>And for further information</span>
<br/>
<span>re the Rose</span>
<br/>
<span>and what it does to the nose</span>
<br/>
<span>while smelling it</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>See <b epub:type="se:name.publication.newspaper">Punch</b></span>
</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose">
<h3 epub:type="title">Mongrel Rose</h3>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ada-gives-birth-to-ova">
<h4 epub:type="title">Ada Gives Birth to Ova</h4>
<p>
<span>Her face</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>screwed</span>
<span>to the mimic-salacious</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>grotesquerie of a pain</span>
<br/>
<span>larger than her intellect</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>They pull</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>A clotty bulk of bifurcate fat</span>
<br/>
<span>out of her loins</span>
<br/>
<span>to lie</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>for a period</span>
<span>while</span>
<span>performing hands</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>pour lactoid liquids through</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>and then mop up</span>
<span>beneath it</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>their golden residue</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A breathing baby</span>
<br/>
<span>mystero-chemico Nemesis</span>
<br/>
<span>of obscure attractions</span>
<br/>
<span>(The incontinent</span>
<br/>
<span>exudes into involuntary</span>
<br/>
<span>retention</span>
<br/>
<span>Uncouth conception of the incalculable)</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The isolate consciousness</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>projected</span>
<span>from back of time and space</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>pacing its padded cell</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The soul</span>
<br/>
<span>apprenticed to the butcher business</span>
<br/>
<span>offers organic wares</span>
<br/>
<span>to sensibility</span>
<br/>
<span>A dim inheritor</span>
<br/>
<span>of this undeniable flesh</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The destinies</span>
<br/>
<span>Genii</span>
<br/>
<span>of traditional</span>
<br/>
<span>Israel and of Albion</span>
<br/>
<span>push on its ominous pillow</span>
<br/>
<span>its racial birth-rights</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>(Curses for baby</span>
<br/>
<span>from its godmothers)</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Till the least godmother</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>pipes</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>in her fairy way</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>“Perhaps you know my name</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>Survival?</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Curse till the cows come home</span>
<br/>
<span>Behold my gift</span>
<br/>
<span>The Jewish brain!”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>So is the mystic absolute</span>
<br/>
<span>the rose</span>
<br/>
<span>that grows</span>
<br/>
<span>from the red flowing</span>
<br/>
<span>from the flank of Christ</span>
<br/>
<span>thorned with the computations</span>
<br/>
<span>of the old</span>
<br/>
<span>Jehovahs gender</span>
<br/>
<span>Where Jesus of Nazareth</span>
<br/>
<span>becomes one-piece</span>
<br/>
<span>with Judas Iscariot</span>
<br/>
<span>in this composite</span>
<br/>
<span>Anglo-Israelite</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Out of a fatted frown</span>
<br/>
<span>this spirit pokes its eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>its star tipped handy-pandies</span>
<br/>
<span>darting on the air</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Solemn and unsurprised</span>
<br/>
<span>and clumsily</span>
<br/>
<span>lapped by insensitive maternity</span>
<br/>
<span>it lies</span>
<br/>
<span>waving its brand new feet</span>
<br/>
<span>and feeds</span>
<br/>
<span>its mongrel heart on Bengers food</span>
<br/>
<span>for infants</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-enter-esau-penfold">
<h4 epub:type="title">Enter Esau Penfold</h4>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-enter-esau-penfold-1">
<h5 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">I</h5>
<p>
<span>Feeling his need for such a book as this</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">I wrote the “Infant Aesthete” for</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">my little Esau</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Patricia Penfolds preface</span>
<span>Fresh</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>from the publishers</span>
<br/>
<span>the “authors</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>copy”</span>
<span>circulating at the small</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>and informal reception</span>
<br/>
<span>for wiseacres and waisted-women</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>“To view”</span>
<span>Esau and his authoress</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>in their accurate draperies</span>
<span>for Lady Bliss</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>s classical costume ball</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>The boy</span>
<span>one bare arm</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>thrust through a gossamer</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>toga</span>
<span>of Tyrian rose</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>is holding out an orb</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>—There is a portrait of him in that pose</span>
<br/>
<span>labelled “Esau holding an orb”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span class="i2">The guests</span>
<span>spreading their gleaming</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>faces</span>
<span>forward</span>
<span>to convey</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>that they</span>
<br/>
<span>remember <em>nothing</em> since the Garden of Eden</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">the garish innocence</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of adult guilt</span>
<br/>
<span>in the presence of children</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>One takes the little Esau on his knee</span>
<br/>
<span>to listen to his watch</span>
<br/>
<span>and absentmindedly</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>discourses</span>
<span>on the differential calculus</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>while an African explorer</span>
<br/>
<span>explains how easily</span>
<br/>
<span>he might catch lions if he wished</span>
<br/>
<span>“It only needs kindness and a turn of the wrist”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The matrons</span>
<br/>
<span>shaking their bustles</span>
<br/>
<span>with a slight impatience</span>
<br/>
<span>that one so singled out as he</span>
<br/>
<span>by British culture</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>might gain</span>
<span>competitively</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>on their own offspring</span>
<br/>
<span>decide to “put themselves”</span>
<br/>
<span>upon the order list</span>
<br/>
<span>for “Infant Aesthetes”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>The fire</span>
<span>flicks from the</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>fifteenth-century</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>andirons</span>
<span>and the ruby eyes</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of Buddha</span>
<br/>
<span>On treasures of Tibet</span>
<br/>
<span>the “trousered” draperies</span>
<br/>
<span>of a wood faced Virgin from the Netherlands</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The golden wings</span>
<br/>
<span>of Florentine angels</span>
<br/>
<span>and a piece of Ming</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“Everything” as the five year old Esau</span>
<br/>
<span>suavely smiles</span>
<br/>
<span>to a professor of anthropology</span>
<br/>
<span>“to delight the heart of a child”</span>
<br/>
<span>In the Penfold residence</span>
<br/>
<span>on Ridover Square</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-enter-esau-penfold-2">
<h5 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">II</h5>
<p>
<span>In Kilburn terrace</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>if you know where that is?</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Exodus child</span>
<br/>
<span>is propped upon a chair</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of chestnut cretonne</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">printed with maroon</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">acanthus leaves and big buff water-lillies</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>and told to “hush”</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">while thrust</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">into her baby-pelisse</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of ruby plush</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>under an oleograph</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of “The Cats Fancy Ball”</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>hung on a sky-blue wall</span>
</p>
</section>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ova-begins-to-take-notice">
<h4 epub:type="title">Ova Begins to Take Notice</h4>
<p>
<span>A faggot of instincts</span>
<br/>
<span>that within the year</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">rises</span>
<br/>
<span>the caryatid of an idea</span>
<br/>
<span>Two elongations of its will</span>
<br/>
<span>arm—crave</span>
<br/>
<span>the curious glare</span>
<br/>
<span>virile</span>
<br/>
<span>behind unravelable wire</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The staring baby</span>
<br/>
<span>stumbles to the fire</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Her consciousness</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>sluggish</span>
<span>to raucous surfaces</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of necessities</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>quickens</span>
<br/>
<span>to colour—thrusts</span>
<br/>
<span>of the quintessent light</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>until a womans</span>
<br/>
<span>ineludable claws of dominion</span>
<br/>
<span>lift her above the Elysian</span>
<br/>
<span>fields of flame</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>in a receding</span>
<br/>
<span>prison</span>
<br/>
<span>of muscular authority</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>an agency</span>
<br/>
<span>for displacing</span>
<br/>
<span>the finer aspects of the objective</span>
<br/>
<span>in her sight</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>and turning to shame</span>
<br/>
<span>the nucleus</span>
<br/>
<span>in infantile impotence</span>
<br/>
<span>of Primeval Right</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The suctional soul</span>
<br/>
<span>clings to the vari—pinct universe</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>With its reverse</span>
<br/>
<span>of increate shadow</span>
<br/>
<span>into which all</span>
<br/>
<span>elating shows</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>recede</span>
<span>or roll</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A crimson ball</span>
<br/>
<span>bouncing</span>
<br/>
<span>to her spontaneous psalms</span>
<br/>
<span>of happiness</span>
<br/>
<span class="i3">rolls</span>
<br/>
<span>into nonbeing</span>
<br/>
<span>under the aeraivys</span>
<br/>
<span>diaper of rainpocked dust</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She must</span>
<br/>
<span>make her a rose</span>
<br/>
<span>out of red thread</span>
<br/>
<span>but red</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>ness</span>
<span>is inadequate</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>to the becoming of a rose</span>
<br/>
<span>Theredreelrolls</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The prismatic sunshow</span>
<br/>
<span>of fathers physic bottles</span>
<br/>
<span>pierced by the light of day</span>
<br/>
<span>extinguishes!</span>
<br/>
<span>as she is carried away</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Her entity</span>
<br/>
<span>she projects</span>
<br/>
<span>into these sudden colours</span>
<br/>
<span>for self identification</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>is lost in recurrent annihilation</span>
<br/>
<span>with an old desperate unsurprise</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">Her emotions rise</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">from no beginning</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">They are worn</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">with racial patience</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>So she is patient</span>
<br/>
<span>with the temperate under</span>
<br/>
<span>tones of hostile bodies</span>
<br/>
<span>that stand still</span>
<br/>
<span>and those</span>
<br/>
<span>that move</span>
<br/>
<span>in fretful thunder</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>functions of their</span>
<br/>
<span>irate Importances</span>
<br/>
<span>become defined</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Nurses</span>
<br/>
<span>draperies are resigned</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The mother</span>
<br/>
<span>draws near unnaturally</span>
<br/>
<span>as if to assert her dignity</span>
<br/>
<span>after some</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">outrage</span>
<br/>
<span>that seems to rustle</span>
<br/>
<span>among her draperies</span>
<br/>
<span>drawn across her thighs</span>
<br/>
<span>to bunch over her bustle</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Jostled</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">between revolving</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">armoured towers</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">carrying</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">high up on the top</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">two little spy holes</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">eyeing</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">and arms like signals</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">flapping and cuffing</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">the heavy upholstered</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">stuffing</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of these</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">two womens netherbodies</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The child</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">whose wordless</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">thoughts</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">grow like visionary plants</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">finds</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">nothing objective new</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">and only words</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">mysterious</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Sometimes a new word comes to her</span>
<br/>
<span>she looks before her</span>
<br/>
<span>and watches</span>
<br/>
<span>for its materialization</span>
</p>
<hr/>
<p>
<span class="i2">“Iarrhea”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Two years of her initiation</span>
<br/>
<span>to light and darkness</span>
<br/>
<span>and another</span>
<br/>
<span>baby lies</span>
<br/>
<span>in the young mothers</span>
<br/>
<span>arms of indignation</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And it is carefully attended to</span>
<br/>
<span>but all this passing to</span>
<br/>
<span>and—fro of hands</span>
<br/>
<span>does not weave</span>
<br/>
<span>brightness about the baby</span>
<br/>
<span>hands that use</span>
<br/>
<span>the same things too often</span>
<br/>
<span>and nothing bright</span>
<br/>
<span>comes of their use</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Over the new—born</span>
<br/>
<span>in the bassinet</span>
<br/>
<span>the armoured towers</span>
<br/>
<span>are bending</span>
<br/>
<span>in iron busks</span>
<br/>
<span>of curved corsets</span>
<br/>
<span>consulting</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And in her ear</span>
<br/>
<span>a half inaudible—an</span>
<br/>
<span>iridescent hush</span>
<br/>
<span>forms “iarrhea”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“It is</span>
<br/>
<span>quite green” She hears</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The cerebral</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>mush</span>
<span>convolving in her skull</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>an obsessional</span>
<br/>
<span>colour—fetish</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>veers</span>
<br/>
<span>to the souvenir</span>
<br/>
<span>of the delirious ball</span>
<br/>
<span>deleted</span>
<br/>
<span>in the ivied</span>
<br/>
<span>dust</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>lets fall</span>
<br/>
<span>an optic—ray</span>
<br/>
<span>upon the cats—eyes horse—shoe</span>
<br/>
<span>pinned to a bended bust</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And instantly</span>
<br/>
<span>this fragmentary</span>
<br/>
<span>simultaneity</span>
<br/>
<span>of ideas</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>embodies</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">the word</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A</span>
<br/>
<span>lucent</span>
<br/>
<span>iris</span>
<br/>
<span>shifts</span>
<br/>
<span>its</span>
<br/>
<span>irradiate</span>
<br/>
<span>interstice</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>glooms and relumes</span>
<br/>
<span>on an orb of verdigris</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>An unreal</span>
<br/>
<span>globe terrestial</span>
<br/>
<span>of olive—jewel</span>
<br/>
<span>dilates</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>evaporates</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">into the Increate</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And as it vanishes</span>
<br/>
<span>she crawls into the macabre</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">shadowiness</span>
<br/>
<span>upon the floor</span>
<br/>
<span>under the white valances</span>
<br/>
<span>of the furnitures</span>
<br/>
<span>to look for it</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She is pulled out by her leg</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-opposed-aesthetics">
<h4 epub:type="title">Opposed Aesthetics</h4>
<p>
<span>As the arrested artists</span>
<br/>
<span>of the masses</span>
<br/>
<span>whose child faces</span>
<br/>
<span>turned upon Beauty</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>the puny</span>
<span>light</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of their immobile recognition</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>made moon—flowers</span>
<span>out of muck</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>and things desired</span>
<br/>
<span>out of their tenuous soul—stuff</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Until the Ruling Bluff</span>
<br/>
<span>demanded a hell—full</span>
<br/>
<span>of labour</span>
<br/>
<span>for half a belly—full</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>So did the mongrel—girl</span>
<br/>
<span>of Nomans land</span>
<br/>
<span>coerce the shy</span>
<br/>
<span>Spirit of Beauty</span>
<br/>
<span>from excrements and physic</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>While Esau of Ridover Square</span>
<br/>
<span>absorbs the erudite idea</span>
<br/>
<span>that Beauty <strong>is</strong> nowhere</span>
<br/>
<span>except posthumously to itself</span>
<br/>
<span>in the antique</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And trains</span>
<br/>
<span>the common manifestations</span>
<br/>
<span>of creation</span>
<br/>
<span>to flatten</span>
<br/>
<span>before his eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>to one vast monopattern</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-marriage-boxes">
<h4 epub:type="title">Marriage Boxes</h4>
<p>
<span>Oh God</span>
<br/>
<span>That men and women</span>
<br/>
<span>having undertaken to vanquish one another</span>
<br/>
<span>should be allowed</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to shut themselves up</span>
<span>in hot boxes</span>
<span>and breed</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Spirits of prey</span>
<br/>
<span>ceaselessly</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>on the watch</span>
<span>in their cruel privacy</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Seizing upon occasion</span>
<br/>
<span>for crippling the personal</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>to test the law of the craftiest for survival</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>with that innate will to emerge victorious</span>
<br/>
<span>present in every human enterprise</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>until at last the vanquished mate</span>
<span>dies</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of modification</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i2">The days</span>
<br/>
<span>of the Penfolds and the <b>Exodi</b></span>
<br/>
<span>in their respective roles</span>
<br/>
<span>drip into years</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>with that perilous</span>
<br/>
<span>multiplication of petty shocks</span>
<br/>
<span>so much advertised</span>
<br/>
<span>against</span>
<br/>
<span>by the American manufacturers</span>
<br/>
<span>of india—rubber soles</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>To the Penfolds</span>
<br/>
<span>Culture has thrown</span>
<br/>
<span>its bone</span>
<br/>
<span>of contention</span>
<br/>
<span>for the passions to chew on</span>
<br/>
<span>—so that they shall not howl and bite</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Each one is in the right</span>
<br/>
<span>according to a different school of accepted philosophy</span>
<br/>
<span>and eventually</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>they subside</span>
<span>into the pre—polemical silence</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of creation</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Under the virginia creeper</span>
<br/>
<span>creeping over</span>
<br/>
<span>the Exodus</span>
<br/>
<span>home</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>the shocks of</span>
<span>intimate impact</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of the instinctive</span>
<br/>
<span>murderer and pamperer</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of Jesus</span>
<br/>
<span>rattle its sockets</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Exodus has nothing but his pockets</span>
<br/>
<span>to impress</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>his rabid rose</span>
<span>of the hedges</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>while for her redress</span>
<br/>
<span>she can flaunt the whole of England in his foreign face</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>It would please us</span>
<br/>
<span>to look upon this face of Exodus</span>
<br/>
<span>for it is exceeding beautiful</span>
<br/>
<span>but this means nothing to the undutiful</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>woman</span>
<span>she being</span>
<span>exceeding</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>ly</span>
<span>short sighted</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>All forms are the same nought to her</span>
<br/>
<span>only she had gathered from her literature</span>
<br/>
<span>that men ought to be fair</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>and as all women</span>
<br/>
<span>who have not got the world to choose from</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>marry</span>
<span>in an hallucinatory</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>conviction</span>
<br/>
<span>that the best man they can get</span>
<br/>
<span>will yet</span>
<br/>
<span>redye his soul in the matrimonial</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>vats</span>
<span>of constant suasion</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>to the requisite tint</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She suffered a savage irritation</span>
<br/>
<span>that this jew</span>
<br/>
<span>should not invest himself automatically</span>
<br/>
<span>with her prejudices of a superior</span>
<br/>
<span>insulation</span>
<br/>
<span>at the merest hint</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-psychic-larva">
<h4 epub:type="title">Psychic Larva</h4>
<p>
<span>The head</span>
<br/>
<span>of the child of Exodus</span>
<br/>
<span>—reaches</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to the level</span>
<span>of an abdominal</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>moroseness</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>—The moronic womb</span>
<br/>
<span>from which</span>
<br/>
<span>we gather our involuntary flesh</span>
<br/>
<span>hovers</span>
<br/>
<span>antagonistically</span>
<br/>
<span>over the child at mothers knee</span>
<br/>
<span>And erodes her</span>
<br/>
<span>with psychic-larva</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>from an eruptional impotence</span>
<br/>
<span>of offense</span>
<br/>
<span>—rolling upon her</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>To the mother</span>
<br/>
<span>the blood—relationship</span>
<br/>
<span>is a terrific indictment of the flesh</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>under cover</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of clothing</span>
<span>and furnishing</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>“somebody” has sinned</span>
<br/>
<span>and their sin</span>
<br/>
<span>—a living witness of the flesh</span>
<br/>
<span>swarms with inquisitive eyes</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>resenting</span>
<br/>
<span>the lasting</span>
<br/>
<span>presence of a vile origin</span>
<br/>
<span>There is no liberation</span>
<br/>
<span>from this inversion</span>
<br/>
<span>of instinct</span>
<br/>
<span>making subliminal depredations</span>
<br/>
<span>on Ovas brain</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She is overshadowed</span>
<br/>
<span>by the mothers aura</span>
<br/>
<span>of sub—carnal anger</span>
<br/>
<span>restringent to the pores</span>
<br/>
<span>of her skin</span>
<br/>
<span>which opening</span>
<br/>
<span>like leaves for rain</span>
<br/>
<span>crave for caressings</span>
<br/>
<span>soft as wings</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Lacking dictionaries</span>
<br/>
<span>of inner consciousness</span>
<br/>
<span>unmentionable stigmata</span>
<br/>
<span>is stamped</span>
<br/>
<span>by the parents solar—plexus</span>
<br/>
<span>in disequilibrium</span>
<br/>
<span>on the offsprings</span>
<br/>
<span>intuition</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-christs-regrettable-reticence">
<h4 epub:type="title">Christs Regrettable Reticence</h4>
<p>
<span>Ova is at the mercy</span>
<br/>
<span>of the enigmatical behaviour</span>
<br/>
<span>around her</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>only One behaves</span>
<br/>
<span>unlike all others</span>
<br/>
<span>the gentle Jesus</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>whose unseen behaviour</span>
<br/>
<span>like a mouse or a fairy</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>in lurking discretion</span>
<br/>
<span>is the wary</span>
<br/>
<span>perfection</span>
<br/>
<span>of a shy saviour</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“Oh why wouldnt the Gentle</span>
<br/>
<span>come out</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">—into the open</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">and just show them?”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Yet she loves the Gentle</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“Perhaps if he knew there</span>
<br/>
<span>was a dear little girl here</span>
<br/>
<span>who wouldnt hurt him</span>
<br/>
<span>—if he came out?”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>For a pale</span>
<br/>
<span>pitiful housemaid</span>
<br/>
<span>who bowed</span>
<br/>
<span>healingly</span>
<br/>
<span>between</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>her</span>
<span>and the loud</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>maternity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Has told her</span>
<br/>
<span>of—Gentle Jesus</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">our excuse</span>
<br/>
<span>He dipped his hand in the sauce—tureen</span>
<br/>
<span>and allowed his disciples to do the same</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And that for every infantile</span>
<br/>
<span>indiscretion</span>
<br/>
<span>there is absolution</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">in Christs name</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And she</span>
<br/>
<span>is credulous</span>
<br/>
<span>as all hungry</span>
<br/>
<span>imaginations in Man</span>
<br/>
<span>swallow the parsimonious</span>
<br/>
<span>presentations put before them</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-enter-colossus">
<h4 epub:type="title">Enter Colossus</h4>
<p>
<span>About this time</span>
<br/>
<span>in an Alpine</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>summer resort</span>
<span>The male fruit</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of a Celtic couple</span>
<br/>
<span>is baptized</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">Colossus</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And the first time</span>
<br/>
<span>that ever he sits up</span>
<br/>
<span>devouring his pap</span>
<br/>
<span>It is as if a pillar of iron</span>
<br/>
<span>erects him</span>
<br/>
<span>in place of a spine</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And the first time</span>
<br/>
<span>he opens his eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>wittingly</span>
<br/>
<span>Tis like an eagle</span>
<br/>
<span>soaring on the sun</span>
<br/>
<span>and the first time</span>
<br/>
<span>he communes within himself</span>
<br/>
<span>he decides</span>
<br/>
<span>All words are lies</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>His gracious little lady—bird</span>
<br/>
<span>of a mamma</span>
<br/>
<span>dresses him in velvet suits</span>
<br/>
<span>of gentian blue</span>
<br/>
<span>determined she will do</span>
<br/>
<span>her best to keep him</span>
<br/>
<span>a little gentleman</span>
<br/>
<span>like his ancestors</span>
<br/>
<span>even</span>
<br/>
<span>if he does not live in</span>
<br/>
<span>London</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Her idea of rearing a son</span>
<br/>
<span>is showing him to everyone</span>
<br/>
<span>in the drawing—room</span>
<br/>
<span>for them to praise him</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>which idea is rather distorted</span>
<br/>
<span>by the little one</span>
<br/>
<span>throwing the tea—pot</span>
<br/>
<span>at <abbr>M<sup>me</sup></abbr> Follilot</span>
<br/>
<span>because her top-knot</span>
<br/>
<span>displeases him so</span>
</p>
<p>
<span><strong>And</strong> who</span>
<br/>
<span>would care to call at</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>any house</span>
<span>on finding the young master in the hall</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>pissing into our reverend pastors hat?</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>He like so many of us</span>
<br/>
<span>has his own sense of fun</span>
<br/>
<span>and when his governess offers him a bun</span>
<br/>
<span>“Bring me a bifsteek de femme</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span>and under done!”</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>These women run</span>
<br/>
<span>in all directions</span>
<br/>
<span>when he appears</span>
<br/>
<span>This palpable</span>
<br/>
<span>evidence of his mothers</span>
<br/>
<span>unfortunately</span>
<br/>
<span>having given birth to a criminal</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>Postures of a monster</span>
<br/>
<span>coincident</span>
<br/>
<span>with the Christian</span>
<br/>
<span>introspection</span>
<br/>
<span>of Ova</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ova-among-the-neighbours">
<h4 epub:type="title">Ova. Among. The. Neighbours.</h4>
<p>
<span class="i2">(The drama of)</span>
<br/>
<span>a human consciousness</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">(played to the inattentive audience</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">of the Infinite)</span>
<br/>
<span>gyrates</span>
<br/>
<span>on the ego—axis</span>
<br/>
<span>intoxicates</span>
<br/>
<span>with the cosmic</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>proposition of being <strong>it</strong></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Till the inconsiderate</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>competitional</span>
<span>brunt</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>of its similars</span>
<br/>
<span>informs it</span>
<br/>
<span>of several millions</span>
<br/>
<span>“pulling the same stunt”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>this consciousness within her</span>
<br/>
<span>uncurled itself upon the rollers of objective experience</span>
<br/>
<span>printing impressions</span>
<br/>
<span>vaguely and variedly</span>
<br/>
<span>upon Ova</span>
<br/>
<span>In place of the more formulate education</span>
<br/>
<span>coming naturally</span>
<br/>
<span>to the units of a national instigation</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>New Life</span>
<br/>
<span>when it inserts itself into continuity</span>
<br/>
<span>is disciplined</span>
<br/>
<span>by the family</span>
<br/>
<span>reflection</span>
<br/>
<span>of national construction</span>
<br/>
<span>to a proportionate posture</span>
<br/>
<span>in the civilized scheme</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>deriving</span>
<br/>
<span>definite contours</span>
<br/>
<span>from tradition</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>personality</span>
<br/>
<span>being mostly</span>
<br/>
<span>a microcosmic</span>
<br/>
<span>replica</span>
<br/>
<span>of institutions</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Indigenous neighbours</span>
<br/>
<span>before their hearths</span>
<br/>
<span>pile up their Gods</span>
<br/>
<span>—sightless and mindless</span>
<br/>
<span>but still the Gods</span>
<br/>
<span>of an indigenous clay</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>Something</span>
<span>dumb</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>but doubtless</span>
<br/>
<span>is being accomplished</span>
<br/>
<span>by the quotidian inspiration</span>
<br/>
<span>towards frustration</span>
<br/>
<span>of all</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">other clays</span>
<br/>
<span>of Earths conception</span>
<br/>
<span>And to each</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>inhabitant of the crudest streets</span>
<br/>
<span>is allotted the pride</span>
<br/>
<span>of controlling the tide</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of seas</span>
<span>that he has never set eyes upon</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i12">but hears</span>
<br/>
<span class="i12">are his</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Suburban children</span>
<br/>
<span>of middle—class Britain</span>
<br/>
<span>ejected from the home</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>are still connected</span>
<br/>
<span>with the inseverable</span>
<br/>
<span>navel—cord of the mother—land</span>
<br/>
<span>and</span>
<br/>
<span>need never feel alone</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And if this tepid flesh</span>
<br/>
<span>of uni—conscious islanders</span>
<br/>
<span>feels no particular passion</span>
<br/>
<span>towards its propagations</span>
<br/>
<span>it knows</span>
<br/>
<span>that each is integral</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to that removed</span>
<span>yet irremovable</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">rose</span>
<br/>
<span>and rejoices in them only symbolically</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>for if one should not defer</span>
<br/>
<span>his opinions to his flower</span>
<br/>
<span>of utter chivalry</span>
<br/>
<span>he is cut off utterly</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“Except ye become as a little child”</span>
<br/>
<span>the lord was heard when upon earth</span>
<br/>
<span>to say—it is inferred</span>
<br/>
<span>that he preferred</span>
<br/>
<span>an Idiot child from birth</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>There is no other clime</span>
<br/>
<span>where nurseries bloom</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>so luxuriantly</span>
<span>so “over time”</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>as in England</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>where ardently</span>
<br/>
<span>adults</span>
<br/>
<span>—anxiously</span>
<br/>
<span>concoct a lunacy</span>
<br/>
<span>of flippant fallacy</span>
<br/>
<span>for innocence</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And the meticulous</span>
<br/>
<span>punctualities</span>
<br/>
<span>of fresh air and milk</span>
<br/>
<span>mix</span>
<br/>
<span>with the coloured imbecilities</span>
<br/>
<span>exalted</span>
<br/>
<span>illustrated</span>
<br/>
<span>for childrens libraries</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>O may the hot—house purity</span>
<br/>
<span>essence</span>
<br/>
<span>of English childhood</span>
<br/>
<span>prolong itself</span>
<br/>
<span>into autumnal adolescence</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>O may the fuddled blue</span>
<br/>
<span>of the imperial eye</span>
<br/>
<span>forget—me—not—itself</span>
<br/>
<span>in distinct conceptions</span>
<br/>
<span>of functional existence</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>O may it muddle through</span>
<br/>
<span>bright with its bland taboo</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">from the nursery to the cemetery</span>
<br/>
<span class="i12">Amen</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ova-has-governesses">
<h4 epub:type="title">Ova Has Governesses</h4>
<p>
<span>
<span>Ova</span>
<span>knows none of these</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>pretty artifices</span>
<br/>
<span>of happy nurseries</span>
<br/>
<span>for foisting illusive sops</span>
<br/>
<span>on the untamable brute</span>
<br/>
<span>called Life</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>For her</span>
<br/>
<span>the irredeemable anaemia</span>
<br/>
<span>of hour upon hour</span>
<br/>
<span>devoid</span>
<br/>
<span>of invitation to vitality</span>
<br/>
<span>drifts through her arteries</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Changed to her Mothers vagaries</span>
<br/>
<span>her Nurses and governesses</span>
<br/>
<span>pinch—faced conservatives</span>
<br/>
<span>respect Life</span>
<br/>
<span>they let it alone</span>
<br/>
<span>lest it discomfort them</span>
<br/>
<span>before the awful comfort of the grave</span>
<br/>
<span>save them</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>They have none of the</span>
<br/>
<span>elite audacity</span>
<br/>
<span>to tease its slumberous ferocity</span>
<br/>
<span>with a felicitous humour</span>
<br/>
<span>that sets</span>
<br/>
<span>it at defiance</span>
<br/>
<span>They never accompany</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>its growls</span>
<span>with clarinettes</span>
</span>
</p>
<hr/>
<p>
<span>She is laid</span>
<br/>
<span>in Londons under—lap</span>
<br/>
<span>of unutterable lapidary</span>
<br/>
<span>—persistance</span>
<br/>
<span>of pavements into distance</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The grey air</span>
<br/>
<span>stricken with trees</span>
<br/>
<span>whose vernal hair</span>
<br/>
<span>is spoiled with soot</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The flux of Life she</span>
<br/>
<span>flows on</span>
<br/>
<span>of gruesome</span>
<br/>
<span>inner and outer architecture</span>
<br/>
<span>and dingy damask</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A twilit turbulence</span>
<br/>
<span>of routine in coma</span>
<br/>
<span>shot</span>
<br/>
<span>with stranded rockets</span>
<br/>
<span>of curative colour</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The ghoulish clouds</span>
<br/>
<span>hide God</span>
<br/>
<span>who should</span>
<br/>
<span>have made the world</span>
<br/>
<span>a musical—box</span>
<br/>
<span>of coloured glass</span>
<br/>
<span>growing like gilly—flowers</span>
<br/>
<span>and Phlox</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>with butterfly—winged</span>
<br/>
<span>cherubim</span>
<br/>
<span>warbling in</span>
<br/>
<span>low—branched fruit trees</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-jews-and-ragamuffins-of-kilburn">
<h4 epub:type="title">Jews and Ragamuffins of Kilburn</h4>
<p>
<span>But she goes</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>shopping in</span>
<span>—kill—burn</span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>she knows</span>
<br/>
<span>it—named for its pavement lid of hell</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>here dwell</span>
<br/>
<span>haberdashers</span>
<br/>
<span>they scare her</span>
<br/>
<span>with adventures</span>
<br/>
<span>of dashing rabbit—hares</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Gingerly Nurse</span>
<br/>
<span>lifts her nose</span>
<br/>
<span>because</span>
<br/>
<span>in Kilburn are so many Jews</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She fears to find them crawling up her socks</span>
<br/>
<span>but hears</span>
<br/>
<span>the Jews killed Jesus</span>
<br/>
<span>and are bound for Hades</span>
<br/>
<span>with round noses</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Here where the common children swarm</span>
<br/>
<span>—who choose</span>
<br/>
<span>chillblains and chaps</span>
<br/>
<span>and fluted shoes</span>
<br/>
<span>and shout “Gaaaarrn”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>One</span>
<br/>
<span>wearing</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>a straggling</span>
<span>lambs—wool</span>
<span>tippet</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>tied in front</span>
<br/>
<span>with a tag of pink tape</span>
<br/>
<span>and at the back</span>
<br/>
<span>her plait</span>
<br/>
<span>humps itself over it</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>kneels</span>
<br/>
<span>in a queer</span>
<br/>
<span>position</span>
<br/>
<span>of sideway struggle</span>
<br/>
<span>Her leg has slipped</span>
<br/>
<span>between the spear</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>headed palings</span>
<span>growing</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>a trap</span>
<br/>
<span>on the crude depth</span>
<br/>
<span>of an empty area</span>
<br/>
<span>. . . . . . . . . . . . .</span>
<br/>
<span>Ova fears</span>
<br/>
<span>—That she can never</span>
<br/>
<span>release it</span>
<br/>
<span>iron is so hard</span>
<br/>
<span>that even the strongest man in the world</span>
<br/>
<span>could</span>
<br/>
<span>never bend it</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Ova bears</span>
<br/>
<span>horror for this child</span>
<br/>
<span>caught in a novel hell</span>
<br/>
<span>of immovable metal</span>
<br/>
<span>which is eternal</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“Hold up your chin”</span>
<br/>
<span>nurse says “you begin</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>to walk like a horrid ragamuffin”</span>
<br/>
<span>The common children</span>
<br/>
<span>have the best of her</span>
<br/>
<span>—though dressed in</span>
<br/>
<span>rags—They feed on muffin</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-the-surprise">
<h4 epub:type="title">The Surprise</h4>
<p>
<span>The things the armoured towers</span>
<br/>
<span>tell</span>
<br/>
<span>are not quite real</span>
<br/>
<span>The things they do</span>
<br/>
<span>never “happen”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>only their actions</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>convince</span>
<span>on those occasions</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>when they blow up</span>
<br/>
<span>and scatter her reason</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Sometimes</span>
<br/>
<span>a level shaft of sweetness</span>
<br/>
<span>cleaves</span>
<br/>
<span>the irate thunder</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Miss Bunn</span>
<br/>
<span>whose face of a china doll</span>
<br/>
<span>has taken on a</span>
<br/>
<span>significance</span>
<br/>
<span>of foolish intelligence</span>
<br/>
<span>that children love so well</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>who performs</span>
<br/>
<span>the duties of a clown</span>
<br/>
<span>and whose door—bell</span>
<br/>
<span>is so low down</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>often invited to come</span>
<br/>
<span>cajoles</span>
<br/>
<span>chaos to laughter</span>
<br/>
<span>seldom heard in this home</span>
<br/>
<span>and only</span>
<br/>
<span>in company</span>
<br/>
<span>as a disguise for thunder</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“If you be good girl or boy</span>
<br/>
<span>as I suppose you be</span>
<br/>
<span>you will neither laugh nor smile</span>
<br/>
<span>at the tickling of your knee”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She brings</span>
<br/>
<span>a surprise basket</span>
<br/>
<span>full</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of Japanese fishes</span>
<span>of cotton wool</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>“We will not tell</span>
<span>Miss Bunn”</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>says father</span>
<span>“what we have done</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>peeping in the basket”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>In the evening</span>
<br/>
<span>the armoured towers are sitting</span>
<br/>
<span>round the surprise</span>
<br/>
<span>—They look as if they will not be sitting there long</span>
<br/>
<span>They ask it</span>
<br/>
<span>“Have you peeped in the basket?”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Ova looking</span>
<br/>
<span>partakingly at the father</span>
<br/>
<span>anxious not to do wrong</span>
<br/>
<span>“No”</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">
<span>“Ho”</span>
<span>Snaps the father</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>“you opened that surprise</span>
<br/>
<span>under my eyes”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Jumping out of chairs</span>
<br/>
<span>“Liar”</span>
<br/>
<span>makes a lot of noise</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She is turned into a liar</span>
<br/>
<span>by father</span>
<br/>
<span>They push her</span>
<br/>
<span>out of the front door with their hands</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Her head expands</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">There is nothing</span>
<br/>
<span>she knows how to expect from these big bodies</span>
<br/>
<span>who hustle her through demeaning duties</span>
<br/>
<span>in humiliation</span>
<br/>
<span>and without animation</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A coolness rising</span>
<br/>
<span>from the rainy gravel</span>
<br/>
<span>damp—smelling friendliness of the dark</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>allays her</span>
<span>sudden fever</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>She has left behind her</span>
<span>forever</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>Liar</span>
<span>whatever</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>it is</span>
<br/>
<span>and Japanese fishes</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She decides to travel</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>A hand upon her shoulder</span>
<br/>
<span>jolts her</span>
<br/>
<span>with mocking laughter</span>
<br/>
<span>bolts her</span>
<br/>
<span>to smoulder</span>
<br/>
<span>once more</span>
<br/>
<span>behind the door</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-illumination">
<h4 epub:type="title">Illumination</h4>
<p>
<span>Ova is standing</span>
<br/>
<span>alone in the garden</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The high—skies</span>
<br/>
<span>have come gently upon her</span>
<br/>
<span>and all their</span>
<br/>
<span>steadfast light is shining out of her</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She is conscious</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>not through her body</span>
<span>but through space</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>This saints—prize</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>this</span>
<span>indissoluble bliss</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>to be carried like a forgetfullness</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">into the long nightmare</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-contraction">
<h4 epub:type="title">Contraction</h4>
<p>
<span>She is contracting</span>
<br/>
<span>to the enveloping</span>
<br/>
<span>plasm of uneasiness</span>
<br/>
<span>in which she is involved with the big bodies</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The garden</span>
<br/>
<span>the childs</span>
<br/>
<span>first place of purity</span>
<br/>
<span>is become defiled</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>an egg is smashed</span>
<br/>
<span>a horrible</span>
<br/>
<span>aborted contour</span>
<br/>
<span>a yellow murder</span>
<br/>
<span>in a viscous pool</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She knows not Time yet</span>
<br/>
<span>it lies there</span>
<br/>
<span>for a thousand years</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of return</span>
<span>to puzzle</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>over a defrauded race of chickens</span>
<br/>
<span>pecking the gravel in unconcern</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-the-gift">
<h4 epub:type="title">The Gift</h4>
<p>
<span>Somewhat above the level</span>
<br/>
<span>of the entrailed anger</span>
<br/>
<span>of the mother</span>
<br/>
<span>the pockets of the Father</span>
<br/>
<span>invisible</span>
<br/>
<span>depth</span>
<br/>
<span>—interminable</span>
<br/>
<span>from whence spring riches</span>
<br/>
<span>and a sullen</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>economic</span>
<span>war</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>houses and food and fire</span>
<br/>
<span>proceed from them</span>
<br/>
<span>and over them</span>
<br/>
<span>he crows continually</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Proximity</span>
<br/>
<span>to Ovas skulled mentality</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of money</span>
<span>which magically</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span><strong>is</strong> life</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>He tells her</span>
<br/>
<span>he is a good Father</span>
<br/>
<span>his child must obey him</span>
<br/>
<span>should he choose to do so</span>
<br/>
<span>he can bestow</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>upon her</span>
<span>whatever she pray him</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Heseems a sovereign</span>
<br/>
<span>the maximum</span>
<br/>
<span>of money</span>
<br/>
<span>A golden octopus</span>
<br/>
<span>grasping</span>
<br/>
<span>She is asking</span>
<br/>
<span>for a sovereign</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to buy a circus</span>
<span>universe</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Laughing</span>
<br/>
<span>he gives her a shining coin</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She is exalted</span>
<br/>
<span>in spontaneous knowledge of beauty</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She confronts the solution of her destiny</span>
<br/>
<span>and sudden the potentiality</span>
<br/>
<span>of achievement</span>
<br/>
<span>through her august parent</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>“I will buy all this my sovereign</span>
<br/>
<span>The flower seller</span>
<br/>
<span>is bewildered</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Nurse distrusts</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She thrusts</span>
<br/>
<span>out the open nacreous palm of her hand</span>
<br/>
<span>that they may understand</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>“Gaaarn</span>
<span>—you little fool</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>whore you a gittin at?</span>
<br/>
<span>Thats</span>
<br/>
<span>a new farthing!”</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>She comes</span>
<br/>
<span>to a curb—stone</span>
<br/>
<span>a woman is sitting upon</span>
<br/>
<span>beyond</span>
<br/>
<span>a rampant radiance</span>
<br/>
<span>Of April jonquil</span>
<br/>
<span>Gala yellow</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Fa—how evil a Father must be</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to burst a universe</span>
<span>by getting</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>so fa—r into a sovereign</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-ova-accepts-the-popular-estimate-of-humanity">
<h4 epub:type="title">Ova Accepts the Popular Estimate of Humanity</h4>
<p>
<span>Press the cerebellum</span>
<br/>
<span>into phantom</span>
<br/>
<span>moulds of idealism</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>and no matter</span>
<br/>
<span>what ocular</span>
<br/>
<span>and intellectual contact with phenomena</span>
<br/>
<span>occur</span>
<br/>
<span>Grey matter</span>
<br/>
<span>is addled forever</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Ova accepts Christ</span>
<br/>
<span>as the sacrificial</span>
<br/>
<span>prototype</span>
<br/>
<span>of the laboriously elect</span>
<br/>
<span>sect</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>notwithstanding</span>
<br/>
<span>that the maternal christian</span>
<br/>
<span>is inflicting</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Him upon her</span>
<br/>
<span>as a spiritual bludgeon</span>
<br/>
<span>threatening</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And the vaguely disgusting</span>
<br/>
<span>inquietudes of the flesh surrounding</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>her</span>
<span>she also accepts</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>as she is bidden</span>
<br/>
<span>as hidden</span>
<br/>
<span>immortalities</span>
<br/>
<span>that ripen</span>
<br/>
<span>for divine destinies</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-religious-instruction">
<h4 epub:type="title">Religious Instruction</h4>
<p>
<span>In mixed marriages</span>
<br/>
<span>it is mostly the custom</span>
<br/>
<span>for female children</span>
<br/>
<span>to adhere to the maternal religion</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>
<span>While the Father</span>
<span>presides over</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>the mystical prattle</span>
<span>with ironical</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>commentary</span>
<span>from his arm—chair</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>But by whichever</span>
<br/>
<span>religious route</span>
<br/>
<span>to brute</span>
<br/>
<span>reality</span>
<br/>
<span>our forebears speed us</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>(Perfection</span>
<br/>
<span>being an obligation</span>
<br/>
<span>shoved on to</span>
<br/>
<span>the next generation)</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>There is always a pair</span>
<br/>
<span>of idle adult</span>
<br/>
<span>accomplices in duplicity</span>
<br/>
<span>to impose upon their brood</span>
<br/>
<span>ideals</span>
<br/>
<span>erected upon such increate altitudes</span>
<br/>
<span>that Man</span>
<br/>
<span>in falling from contemplation</span>
<br/>
<span>of a more simulacrum</span>
<br/>
<span>has soused himself (in blood</span>
<br/>
<span>since Time began)</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Jehovah</span>
<br/>
<span>—exemplar <i lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">par excellence</i></span>
<br/>
<span>of megalomania</span>
<br/>
<span>the Whole Old Testament</span>
<br/>
<span>of butcherly chastisement</span>
<br/>
<span>to coerce humanity</span>
<br/>
<span>to an “assumed acceptance”</span>
<br/>
<span>of an abstract idea</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And that Christ</span>
<br/>
<span>came with his light</span>
<br/>
<span>of toilless lilies</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>to say</span>
<span>“Fear</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>not</span>
<span>it is I”</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And bowed the ocean tossed</span>
<br/>
<span>—with a poets feet</span>
<br/>
<span>which being dead</span>
<br/>
<span>are suspended over—head</span>
<br/>
<span>neat</span>
<br/>
<span>ly crossed</span>
<br/>
<span>in anguish</span>
<br/>
<span>and wounded with red</span>
<br/>
<span>varnish</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>From these</span>
<br/>
<span>slow—drying bloods of mysticism</span>
<br/>
<span>mysteriously</span>
<br/>
<span>the something—soul emerges</span>
<br/>
<span>miserably</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>an instinct (of economy)</span>
<br/>
<span>in every race</span>
<br/>
<span>for reconstructing debris</span>
<br/>
<span>has planted a face</span>
<br/>
<span>in outer darkness</span>
</p>
<hr/>
<p>
<span>The lonely peering eye</span>
<br/>
<span>of humanity</span>
<br/>
<span>looked into the Néant</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span>—and turned away</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span class="i12">X</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Ovas consciousness</span>
<br/>
<span>impulsive to commit itself to justice</span>
<br/>
<span>—to arise and walk</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>its innate</span>
<span>straight way</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>out of the</span>
<br/>
<span>accidence of circumstance</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>collects the levitate chattels</span>
<br/>
<span>of its will</span>
<br/>
<span>and makes for the</span>
<br/>
<span>magnetic horizon of liberty</span>
<br/>
<span>with the souls foreverlasting</span>
<br/>
<span>opposition</span>
<br/>
<span>to disintegration</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>So this child of Exodus</span>
<br/>
<span>with her heritage of emigration</span>
<br/>
<span>often</span>
<br/>
<span>“sets out to seek her fortune”</span>
<br/>
<span>in her turn</span>
<br/>
<span>trusting to terms of literature</span>
<br/>
<span>dodging the breeders determination</span>
<br/>
<span>not to return “entities sent on consignment”</span>
<br/>
<span>by their maker Nature</span>
<br/>
<span>except in a condition</span>
<br/>
<span>of moral</span>
<br/>
<span>effacement</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Lest Paul and Peter</span>
<br/>
<span>never</span>
<br/>
<span>notice the creatures</span>
<br/>
<span>ever had had Fathers</span>
<br/>
<span>and Mothers</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>They were disgraced in their duty</span>
<br/>
<span>should such spirits</span>
<br/>
<span>take an express passage</span>
<br/>
<span>through the family bodies</span>
<br/>
<span>to arrive at Eternity</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>as lovely</span>
<span>as they originally</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>promised</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>So on whatever day</span>
<br/>
<span>she chooses “to run away”</span>
<br/>
<span>the very</span>
<br/>
<span>street corners of Kilburn</span>
<br/>
<span>close in upon Ova</span>
<br/>
<span>to deliver her</span>
<br/>
<span>into the hands of her procreators</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Oracle of civilization</span>
<br/>
<span>“Thou shalt not live by dreams alone</span>
<br/>
<span>but by every discomfort</span>
<br/>
<span>that proceedeth out of</span>
<br/>
<span>legislation</span>
</p>
</section>
<section id="anglo-mongrels-and-the-rose-mongrel-rose-the-social-status-of-exodus">
<h4 epub:type="title">The Social Status of Exodus</h4>
<p>
<span>Out of the hands of God</span>
<br/>
<span>the aboriginal</span>
<br/>
<span>muscle-pattern</span>
<br/>
<span>with its ominously</span>
<br/>
<span>cruciform completion</span>
<br/>
<span>in view of propagation</span>
<br/>
<span>indulged its uniform</span>
<br/>
<span>imputation</span>
<br/>
<span>of the image and likeness</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>of Deity</span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>to satiety</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>and through varying civilizations</span>
<br/>
<span>experimented in deformations</span>
<br/>
<span>of contour</span>
<br/>
<span>while fashion</span>
<br/>
<span>and fanaticism disputed</span>
<br/>
<span>with passion</span>
<br/>
<span>the incompatibility</span>
<br/>
<span>with his dignity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>of exposing man</span>
<br/>
<span>to the contemplation</span>
<br/>
<span>of the insignia</span>
<br/>
<span>of his origin</span>
<br/>
<span>and continuity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Theological tinkers</span>
<br/>
<span>and serious thinkers</span>
<br/>
<span>attacked the problem</span>
<br/>
<span>of dissubstantiation</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Some said</span>
<br/>
<span>“It were better to cast it off from us utterly”</span>
<br/>
<span>And some took a plank of wood and set it</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>about with nails</span>
<span>and lay upon it</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>saying</span>
<span>“This will make us forget it”</span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Spiritual drapers</span>
<br/>
<span>Popes and fakirs and shakers</span>
<br/>
<span>decked it</span>
<br/>
<span>out with oblivion</span>
<br/>
<span>and let it</span>
<br/>
<span>appear</span>
<br/>
<span>to disappear</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>But to no effect</span>
<br/>
<span>For men of a happy—go—lucky vulgarity</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>relegated</span>
<br/>
<span>this jew—jaw of general invective</span>
<br/>
<span>to a hole and corner secretive</span>
<br/>
<span>popularity</span>
<br/>
<span>And absurd</span>
<br/>
<span>as it may seem</span>
<br/>
<span>the “unprintable word”</span>
<br/>
<span>is impossible to erase from a vocabulary</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And there arose another</span>
<br/>
<span>greater than Jehovah</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>The Tailor</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span>—the stitches of whose seams</span>
</span>
<br/>
<span>He is unworthy to unloose</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Out of the hands of Exodus</span>
<br/>
<span>the Oxonian</span>
<br/>
<span>seeming</span>
<br/>
<span>a sunbeam that has chanced to stray</span>
<br/>
<span>into a cut—away</span>
<br/>
<span>(Gentlemen</span>
<br/>
<span>wear</span>
<br/>
<span>clothes</span>
<br/>
<span>with an easy air</span>
<br/>
<span>of debonair</span>
<br/>
<span>inevitability)</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Clothed and shod</span>
<br/>
<span>the tailors concept of the man made God</span>
<br/>
<span>(Sartorial peril of the yellow race</span>
<br/>
<span>looking so out of place)</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span>peoples the sod</span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Under the shears</span>
<br/>
<span>of the prestidigitator cutter</span>
<br/>
<span>(who achieves</span>
<br/>
<span>the unachievable Act of the Apostles)</span>
<br/>
<span>the cruciform scourge</span>
<br/>
<span>of conscience</span>
<br/>
<span>disappears</span>
<br/>
<span>in utter</span>
<br/>
<span>bifurcate dissimulation</span>
<br/>
<span>leaving</span>
<br/>
<span>only those inevitable yet more or less circumspect</span>
<br/>
<span>creasings</span>
<br/>
<span>in the “latest thing in trouserings”</span>
<br/>
<span>—or serge</span>
<br/>
<span>And man</span>
<br/>
<span>at last assumes his self—respect</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>And man with his amorphous nature</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>who defied</span>
<br/>
<span>the protoform of Who made him</span>
<br/>
<span>but has not denied</span>
<br/>
<span>Him</span>
<br/>
<span>obeyed</span>
<br/>
<span>the tailor who remade him</span>
<br/>
<span>and denies him</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>He is despised</span>
<br/>
<span>this ostracized</span>
<br/>
<span>fancier of travestied torsoes</span>
<br/>
<span>weaver of fig—leaves out of cheviot</span>
<br/>
<span>who staked the plot</span>
<br/>
<span>of manhood in his nobler form</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>The gently born</span>
<br/>
<span>they turn away</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>from the tailor</span>
<br/>
<span>Who knows?</span>
<br/>
<span>“Man that is born of woman”</span>
<br/>
<span>Perhaps he chose</span>
<br/>
<span>an occupation all too feminine</span>
<br/>
<span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
<span></span>
</span>
</p>
<p>
<span>Neither is this the reason that they give</span>
<br/>
<span>(Thou shalt not look upon the face of God and live!)</span>
</p>
</section>
</section>
</article>
<article id="gertrude-stein" epub:type="z3998:poem bodymatter z3998:fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Gertrude Stein</h2>
<p>
<span>Curie</span>
<br/>
<span>of the laboratory</span>
<br/>
<span>of vocabulary</span>
<br/>
<span class="i1">she crushed</span>
<br/>
<span>the tonnage</span>
<br/>
<span>of consciousness</span>
<br/>
<span>congealed to phrases</span>
<br/>
<span class="i2">to extract</span>
<br/>
<span>a radium of the word</span>
</p>
</article>
<section id="endnotes" epub:type="endnotes backmatter z3998:non-fiction">
<h2 epub:type="title">Endnotes</h2>
<ol>
<li id="note-1" epub:type="endnote">
<p>Marriage portions. <a href="#noteref-1" epub:type="backlink"></a></p>
</li>
</ol>
</section>
<section id="colophon" epub:type="colophon backmatter">
<header>
<h2 epub:type="title">Colophon</h2>
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<p><i epub:type="se:name.publication.book">Poetry</i><br/>
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