Voyages from I to Thou.

Location: Skellig Michel, Ireland

Friday, January 28, 2005

Three Cups of Song (2004)

The old singers down my father's
Tree held three cups of brimming song-
Laugher, weeping, sleep: Dante strolled
Through three states of soul in travail
Between world and God: Three motions
I name here enact that blued waltz-
To recall bad nights, embrace today
And mint the dark ores lifted here:
Three writings row the "complicate
amassing harmony" Stevens
Poured I here harbor: Three boats now
Line this brightening shore.
And God? A third to every shore:


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