Nine boys and girls fetching
honey, helleborines, pears, oakmoss, marigolds, agarwood and ninety three
other growing and dying
things: ninety nine for ninety nine spirits
beyond good and evil—all titles styles strange falling short of scratching close
to foreign origins: illimitable oceans without bound or dimension.
Diddling, seeing, and shining madnesses
began again gathering games. Once fetched and alembicated, sacrifices
wafted redolently through the unspoken
gap between here and there—suspending all demonic traffic until just yesterday.
