The wreckage of the god-ship lies On Bakhu's shores for clever eyes With reforged fragments of the arc The architects, athwart the dark The Great Cat dead—Set is slain The Serpent twines about The Skein Holo crumbles—the pillars crack Warship moves—His demense to sack The Eater of Souls can never die But shackled shall eternal… Continue reading Ἄποφις II
Category: Poetry
Ἄποφις
Watch the clash, the battle won Lost anon the rise of sun Moves the barge, across the land Mighty Set with spear in hand Guards the life of the gilded lord Below the horizon, coils to ford Comes the Serpent, from The Nile Sixteen yards—sardonic wile Cut and torn and gealdor bound He writhes and… Continue reading Ἄποφις
Quoin
Born to wrath—daft kindled flame Consigned to scrape the tumbled plane The churning void, the walls to tend Entropic well that fell descends Born to want—wise pyre made Lept the hollow—stars to fade The swirling mass, to subjugate Then to bridge the fuming strait The firmament, a golden stain A sequin tapis to… Continue reading Quoin
To Sculpt The Stars
The barren plane, hushed and vast The arrow flies and must be passed The stage of contest, endless night The dark undone in curtains flight Threads of thought, like gold out-spun Threads of thought, to braid the sun To sculpt the stars, like wetted clay To hold the seasons, one must pay Coinage flowing—slick and red… Continue reading To Sculpt The Stars
Ysatters-Kasja
I Where sags the sun in its refrain To pour its gleam on glassy sea; Where lacteal pink in sky and deep Will merge upon the doubling main; Where plaited at the circlet fringe, Twin orbs will sear where one had sunk, A storm released one day in fury, Diffusing in its neutral hue Across… Continue reading Ysatters-Kasja
Leaving Ogygia
Bounding the steep acclivities which seethed Upon the deep, some remnants of his raft— Spars and their fastenings—withheld the sea From closing upon the man its watery folds. Beyond the spiring waves, the heavens shook With thunder. A towering wave advanced Over the dreadful aspect of the ocean, Aspiring to conceal the heavens, And toppled upon him, dashing the man From what remained of… Continue reading Leaving Ogygia
Prospero
His tome cast to plunge and fade to subtle worth In precious fragments faint, he paused to glean, Then clear, what lucid phantom rendered forth Of the deep blue imager’s stilling sheen.
