Tuesday, January 26, 2010

a poem by a faust: "the fifth power of the Sphinx"

the fifth power of the Sphinx

(or, a creature, with feathers: that chooses to remain)


...see a life left a chance yet a present perfect as surrender to new


always already the only foundation upon which will the Great


be as good & as easy as is energie infinite & as beauty is True


birthright Divine of innocence Human: even in sorrow, to know we can see...

april Q dawn