Sunday, April 22, 2007

Poetry Month

Section IX is called "Magic and Enchantment." Again, Mom was clearly not interested in this sort of thing even then.

Section X is called "Cities and Towers."

Towers of Song
To A.T.
by Malcolm Cowley
Out of an empty sky, the dust of hours:
a word was spoken and a folk obeyed;
an island uttered incandescent towers,
like frozen simultaneous hymns to Trade.

Here, in lonely multitude of powers,
thrones, dominations, celestial cavalcade,
they rise
                ---proclaiming Sea and sky are ours,
and yours, O man, the shadow of our shade.

Or did a poet crazed with dignity
rear them upon an island to prolong
his furious contempt for sky and sea?

To what emaciated hands belong
these index fingers of infinity?

O towers of intolerable song!


OK, then. Never heard of this, and never heard (much) of the author.

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