howling for sunrise

have a care, sweet heaven
i must pass from the face of the sun
i have bared my brain to heaven
and my mind is destroyed by madness

teach me the terms of silence
breathe it free, breathe it free
as my soul exhales away
under the blue floodlight of the moon

to be as a lover in heaven
gleaming in supernatural ecstasy
the day being done, i fear me
as i come to the gates of sleep

do not let me alone in my sleep
in the motionless world of time
i have waked, i have come and i might not abide
dreaming a dream of a flame

walking all night with my shoes full of blood
i am consciousness without a body
what if a sound should be made
in the dark of the question of man

thou with a storm for a heart
whose soul is innocent and immortal
whose soul shall float, that crystal nothing
burning for the ancient heavenly connection

howl - allen ginsberg
sunrise: a hymn of the marshes - sidney lanier
cento

jack and jill and the magi

a hard time they had of it
jack and jill went up the hill
the ways deep and the weather sharp
to fetch a pail of water
with a running stream and a water-mill beating the darkness
jack fell down and broke his crown
he should be glad of another death
and jill came tumbling after
hard and bitter agony for them

jack and jill
journey of the magi - t.s. eliot
cento