Lines For An Epic (Pagano, The Arc Of Night Fallen....) Poem by Sotère Torregian

Ice on the underhanded lilies cakewalk
Underground, in the garage caverns of Galatian eocene
gift of the man in the panther-skin
trailed by detectives of the fanfare aboveworld
hewer or warrior of the blue muscles in the saga-like

Cranial canopy of the newscast's morning December
All are gone and connect him with the language
of light and darkness refusal out of the flowers of the staff
came a dove by that time the apple will be old and forgotten
in telecast streams of your eyes
wife in symphony of blue porcelain your symphony in blue