Saturday, 15 December 2012

The Gongs


The gongs upon the marvelled sky
ring ring, their basic metal dings
and dongs, dings and dongs, that by
and by, so many scarletted boys on wings
with instruments of fire and wondrous thread
go down, and with innocence sing
that most of the world need not die,
for they bring constancy that bring the dead.

St-Lambert, circa 1983.

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