World of Mirth
fuge, tace, quiesce
the plumb finds no bottom
to this
that bringers of joy
suffer
drop and run the line
out to the end of comprehension
suffer such
fuge, tace, quiesce
ecstasy’s a mug’s game
blast beruffled
fugitive this life
tacit our acceptance
quiet we would have
our going
January 2, 2006
Richmond, Virginia
David Latane
http://www.standmagazine.org (Stand Magazine, Leeds)
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