Sunday, February 03, 2008

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I will deny you
the dew pot summer feast
where
a knuckle of jadestone
formed its dance.

I will oblige you
to defend the war song
to know and fear your enemy
and to draw with him
his own dead line.

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Note to Auden:

Essence saw Form
waiting for Reality
to glorify Loneliness.

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