Shut it up Sing silence To destiny Give half-a-crown To a magician Half a glance To window-eclipse And count the glumes Of your day's bargaining Lying In the lining Of your pocket While compromising Between the perpendicular and horizontal Some other tramp Leans against The night-nursery of trams Puffs of black night Quiver the neck Of the Clown of Fortune Dribble out of his trouser-ends In dust-to-dust Till cock-kingdom-come-crow You can hear the heart-beating Accoupling of the masculine and feminine Universal principles Mating And the martyrdom of morning Caged with the love of houseflies The avidity of youth And incommensuration. Day-spring Bursting on repetition My friend the Sun You have probably met before" Or breakfasting on rain You hurry To interpolate The over-growth Of vegetation With a walking-stick Or smear a friend With a greasy residuum From boiling your soul down You can walk to Empyrean to-gether Under the same Oil-silk umbrella I must have you Count stars for me Out of their numeral excess Please keep the brightest For the las | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CHILD IN A GARDEN by MARIA ABDY FIRST CYCLE OF LOVE POEMS: 3 by GEORGE BARKER HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 5 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH THE FARMER'S WIFE by BERTON BRALEY WE GO ON by NELLIE MANLEY BUCK |