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Bonthrop
It was midnight
the midnight tolling
It was midnight
October Thursday
It was Nineteen Nineeteentwentyeight
It was a male or rather a female
He came and the Autumn leaves were falling
in stillness, silvery stillness
he had a savage name
and the steel shining blue
he had a hoarse laughing
in a silvery pool
a fleshing vassel in the sun
from the Southern Seas
a ghostly wandering alone
in undistinguished seas
The torches, the flames and the shadows
the wind, its moaning and the dazzling lights
he came, the wind...
oh, the Southern West wind... |
Orlando (...A Female)
The universal had your presence
splitting the archetype
into a mask
with your own features
it was me
who was erecting the statue
of epidermic marbles
in symbiotic catharsis
to your majesty!
Orlando (...A Male)
Oozed in thousand atoms
of atmospheric fine dust
we are the apotheosis of light. |
Shelmerdine
Focalized
in an ivory pyramid
sudden I penetrate
your roseate welcome
Shake of mahogany your skin
dives me back
in the round of senses
I'm waiting
to free the chaos
magma in fire
that your artist hands
make docile. |