By James Merrill 1926–1995
There are many monsters that a glassen surface
Restrains. And none more sinister
Than vision asleep in the eye’s tight translucence.
Rarely it seeks now to unloose
Its diamonds. Having divined how drab a prison
The purest mortal tissue is,
Rarely it wakes. Unless, coaxed out by lusters
Extraordinary, like the octopus
From the gloom of its tank half-swimming half-drifting
Toward anything fair, a handkerchief
Or child’s face dreaming near the glass, the writher
Advances in a godlike wreath
Of its own wrath. Chilled by such fragile reeling
A hundred blows of a boot-heel
Shall not quell, the dreamer wakes and hungers.
Percussive pulses, drum or gong,
Build in his skull their loud entrancement,
Volutions of a Hindu dance.
His hands move clumsily in the first conventional
Gestures of assent.
He is willing to undergo the volition and fervor
Of many fleshlike arms, observe
These in their holiness of indirection
Destroy, adore, evolve, reject—
Till on glass rigid with his own seizure
At length the sucking jewels freeze.
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July 23, 2011 at 12:49
??? dont like octopus???
July 23, 2011 at 12:50
Very strange..Have a nice day!
July 23, 2011 at 17:17
Its important to see things or read things strange..think out of the box 🙂
July 23, 2011 at 17:22
July 23, 2011 at 17:39
Arent they beautiful ..so graceful 🙂 Thank you Ruxandra 🙂
July 23, 2011 at 17:49
With all my pleasure! >:D<
July 24, 2011 at 12:33
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Mi-a luat vreme să traduc…
July 23, 2011 at 19:39
🙂 Dont worry..I have the same reading blogs here..I do use google translate but for poetry it is not very good but I can get the essence of it or understand the post written ..because my romanian is not good enough yet to understand all
July 23, 2011 at 19:46
Mda, cu google translate ies nişte poeme teribile! Un pic dadaiste…
July 23, 2011 at 20:12
Poetry is so very hard to translate anyway ..its an art and a feeling …something a program cant do
July 23, 2011 at 20:14
WOW! The photomanipulation is great! It gives a very, very strange feeling…
But I liked the poem too.
July 24, 2011 at 09:46
I love surreal photo manipulation 🙂
July 24, 2011 at 13:33
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