Wikipedia Poem, No. 184

“Thus, in a brazen urn, the water’s light / Trembling reflects the sun’s and moon’s bright rays, / And, darting here and there in aimless flight, / Rises aloft, and on the ceiling plays.” Virgil


here the line and air does
perhaps begin its final gasp

clinching couplets in asymmetry
life as genre generates the poem

a poem in the first
the first the first

the first forms of air
do perhaps begin the line

the forms generate breath
the central event divides

form breaks from
soul except equal

in a way ends preceding
with a less emphatic pause

the two lines arranged
bodies with life and air

“Reader!” there it was
bodies symmetrically

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