For breakfast I eat up my vowels, my a e i o u, to which I add from consonants a fricative or two;
After that I move my bowels then write as poets do, and frequently am quite surprised to feel a trill come through.
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Thursday, 7 April 2011

holy holy holy

holy holy holy

See now the top rung lights of the world,
both called holy:


here top the Ladder of the Moon,
Holy Roman Emperor;


there top the Ladder of the Sun,
Holy Father, Bishop of Rome.

Two lights with brides 
in triumphal train,
a juggler and a madman
or, perchance, a holy fool and true: 

the other two outshone.