With nor ship nor motor
car; not even an accident: in a falling
Off and a quietening of
the beginning the Duke of Zhou
Hanging on in dreams to the
back of a tiger endured
Its ghastly wanderings through
the inhuman world of
The word to frightening
lengths. I do not know any other way.
From underwriting
Operation Deadlight he stole from out
Of the earth this joy this
substance cloud; as in a prefecture
In Japan as during evensong
this shadow marking time and the sundial
In your water garden kindling
in measures and in measures
And gathering tigers and
panthers around him now as he sat reading
Zhou dreamed about the
vastness beyond his city walls,
Of the unknown world of
thought which he likened to the sea when
Under the storm clouds the
ploughed field appears at dusk.
I love it! So clever.
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