the gods i, the gods ii, the gods iii, the gods iv, the gods v, the gods vi, the gods vii, the gods viii, the gods ix, the gods x, the gods xi, the gods xii
the gods iv by Donald Kuspit
more whimsical than impulse,
and more blunt,
your silence puts words
to shame,
your calm embarrasses
consciousness.
you never fail me
however much i may fail myself,
tempted by despair,
as though to unburden wisdom
of care,
memory of meaning.
whirligigs abound
in the stillness,
marking time
with their movement,
solemn as the flames
that arch the sky,
the eye passing through
to pure light
filtered by the infinite
innocence of your indifference,
blinding me with its radiance.
grant me insight into the stars
before i lose sight,
that i finally love the darkness
that is greater than them,
and you.
Poetry
© 2005-2008 Per Contra: The International Journal of the Arts, Literature and Ideas
the gods iv by Donald Kuspit
