from THE WANTON SUBLIME

 

OF PLUNDER AND PRECINCT

 

It begins in a far meadow, a bright room, a hillside thick with time

A woman in a field of flowers interrupted and carried away

A thick of meadow begins it in a woman bright with flowers and time

A room carried in a hillside interrupted a far field away

 

Had she kept a place in her mind empty to welcome a guest?

And so she played and plucked— lilies from silence

And so she in her mind kept a guest to welcome lilies and

A place empty she had played and plucked silence from

 

It is a lie that serves the truth

Beauty by nature rules over strength

The truth that serves beauty is a lie

Nature by its strength overrules

 

A thick silence interrupted in a field of time—a hillside bright with it

Flowers in the mind—in a meadow a room

Is plucked and carried empty to welcome a lie. Her guest

Rules over strength and beauty. And so kept by nature

She had played Woman. It begins far away. She a truth

from a place that serves lilies.