panoplies & processions
caryatids with their sad hearts
& breasts of porphyry
all impossible carmines & ochres
nightingales in robes woven
agile prayers which dance in
the eyes of needles
the limbs of gazelles on lurid voyages
glass ladders, flagons, the riotous
disorder of stamens
flowers which walk on streams
the wounds of alphabets
& most of all that Magician in velvet
who relieves us of rancid egoism
& the torture of ingrown pronouns.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.