The Nacreous Oughts

29 July 2005

School of Quietude for Dummies

They mount, have reached the threshold, dash the veil
Unfeeling and yet feeling, strongest thence?

The hesitating sunset floated back,
Sublimed their faint applause. In short, he found

In the past life, what might be singing's use?
Destroy: as hard, then, to obtain a Muse

A sort of human life: at least, was turned
A sudden barrier ('was a cloud passed o'er)

K. S.

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