DREAM
He whom the Tempter found
("Fearless unfeard he slept."
Why should he watch unwarned?)
And,
Within him crept,
Seized and suborned;
Brer Serpent, never a fool,
"Nor nocent yet"- a friend
To all-how should
he
know?
Tool
Only and
Punished so!
See now, the fly, the bream,
Bass, cormorant, gar and 'gator
Ravening. Was this all through
Him?
And later,
Bikinis too?
I.
A.
Richards
At this waystation the ship goes through the narrows.
I have been here before. It is night.
An anchored barge appears or call it an island dock
Or bar like customs, alone forever. We edge against it,
Last stop before open sea.
Our ship must pass between locks.
I thought I would never see Far-land again. This is the last time,
I said. It is never the last.
