Saturday, October 16, 2010

The Distance of Liberty

Oxen of the Sun 412

The germ of Ulysses is the beautiful sun
of Daedalus, unaccountably perfect nevertheless
the reasons for this labor
are the reasons of nature:
the tides of blood
the lunar movement
the law of pain.
we may rest assured that
death yet staggers around with us
we the ordinary children
of perfect intention
the disgusted flowers
of productive digestion
thinking of neglect
dreaming of infanticide
we throw our human interruption to
the practice of manners
to the race of science
to the ordinary relief of everything in general and
nothing in particular.

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