new poem : "toward ferocious energies
towards ferocious energies
I hope you do understand, you
are part lamp and part letter,
thing to guide in and thing to
send away. lichen of time, baby
of the instant, craving love like
water craves to become frost.
dissolution is not destruction,
though your calamity comes in
like a whirlwind, it builds instruments
of odd calmness like a master smith,
it becomes a surprising utensil of beauty:
a red wall-scroll in a dull-stoned hall.
I take to the organ of merit, diapason
of soft sounds that lull me and celestial
reaching in your eyes, green glass rise
of emotion akin to some wanton tide.
so strange the combination of powers
fostered upon one young soul, these.