Jade—–
Stone of the side,
The agonized
Side of green Adam, I
Smile, cross-legged,
Enigmatical,
Shifting my clarities.
So valuable.
How the sun polishes this shoulder!
And should
The moon, my
Indefatigable cousin
Rise, with her cancerous pallors,
Dragging trees—–
Little bushy polyps,
Little nets,
My visibilities hide.
I gleam like a mirror.
At this facet the bridegroom arrives,
Lord of the mirrors.
It is himself he guides
In among these silk
Screens, these rustling appurtenances.
I breathe, and the mouth
A concatenation of rainbows.
I am his.
Even in his
Absence, I
Revolve in my
Sheath of impossibles,
Priceless and quiet
Among these parakeets, macaws.
O chatterers
Attendants of the eyelash!
I shall unloose
One feather, like the peacock.
Attendants of the lip!
I shall unloose
One note
Shattering
The chandelier
Of air that all day plies
Its crystals,
A million ignorants.
Attendants!
I shall unloose—–
From the small jeweled
Doll he guards like a heart—–
The lioness,
The shriek in the bath,
The cloak of holes.