It all began at once To open And then consummate? Opening are to bring forth! Volcano eruptions Bring forth ash How can feelings Go around and around They too end in ash Feelings are snorting Bulls Stamping on the ground Waiting for the Toredor To burn his sword Inward To the final After-moment of Inertial So feelings Do confess to this welling up and Bursting out Whoever heard of such energy Held in quiet glow? How can an old Wrinkled skin Generate What Youth In its Radiance Can bestow?
Irwin R. Shaw - June 20th 1983
It all began at once
To open
And then consummate?
Opening are to bring forth!
Volcano eruptions
Bring forth ash
How can feelings
Go around and around
They too end in ash
Feelings are snorting
Bulls
Stamping on the ground
Waiting for the Toredor
To burn his sword
Inward
To the final
After-moment of Inertial
So feelings
Do confess to this welling up
and Bursting out
Whoever heard of such energy
Held in quiet glow?
How can an old
Wrinkled skin
Generate
What
Youth
In its
Radiance
Can bestow?