Poems
THEME/S
Coil after coil, now large, now small,
Roams in me ever that deep unrest,
The red snake lured by a shining call
Heard by the blindness in my breast.
Through silent eye and clamorous lip
The living labyrinth seeks light,
Craves of the sun and moon a sip
But falls back hungry. O throbbing home
Of the ageless million twisted heat,
Hurl—free of all misguiding gloom
That rises from the earth-plunged feet—
Long love to the skull that shuts off sky,
The old ache out of lip and eye
Turn a rapt reverie of height,
A serpent swallowing up each sense,
Time's endless travel grown one new
Swift superhuman leaping through
The crown of the head to be lost in a blue
Infinite circling omniscience!
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