Beloved of the geometer
The extruded coil takes
Its seat upon the reddened
Coral, Father of many sons
With arms like the humility
Of the high priest, or the
Path walked by sleeping
Things when the moon
Is at its zenith. Playing
Eel teeth connected to
Hollow barrel sponge to
Make a reef resound in
A hymn to mold the
Waters into the image of a
God
Related Readings
An Atrophied Shrine — The Archaean Past
The Hollower — Poems