Bonfires Hilarious was the night Coleridge and Wordsworth knew.... At the angst-incisive beginning of their pogrom for bliss, all the bad old poets the Juden that they'd strew 5 to the picnic bonfire blazing--- each soul-protesting, regurgitated face another indictment in the long, wrong roll of Fame; Shelley himself the fir-apple in the fire they grew! They drank until their syllables burst with light, 10 Kubla Coleridge chanting his politician's heart in Krystall Nacht clarity under the shadows that they threw: "The mind is like a Humming-Bird Invisible & furious, aloft & true! Imaging epileptic Translucence, 15 Tho' held in God's rosy lips like a Word."
From the collection "Ascent"
Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]
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