The Pilgrimage: Part 31 / Phillip Neal Tippin
To cite meanings in rhyme.
Written for myself and for those others
Who have not read ahead
And so have not yet
Fled in their dread.
The richness of the forms
The poverty of the forms
Look long for the richness
In poverty.
The Medusa of looking
My sin in the face.
The Communion chorus,
Brings us back in refrain.
Things to take
By ear and eye
When I come to die,
Slake now my thirst,
Die as I might.