I hear this delicious piece quite vividly, and I appreciate it!
First two stanzas, especially, are great.
On Thu, May 24, 2012 at 9:44 AM, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Elidius laughs, ecstatic, flame, joy fuelled
> who has known the inverse of bright being,
> wandering it in intimate exploration,
> patient with the blockage. Like a trapped fly;
> and as ceaseless, always, having escaped.
>
> He burns on the heights of the inner head.
> In a cavernous undercroft beneath him,
> he mourns; and is cursed; and is failing,
> falling in hate reinforcing itself,
> as does a fire when ash accumulates.
>
> There is no doubt that he is free of men;
> but he is doubtless cut off the same,
> the whole race, herding, such as is here,
> keeping him back by simple derision.
>
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> Lawrence Upton
> Visiting Fellow, Music Dept,
> Goldsmiths, University of London
> New Cross, London SE14 6NW
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