SYLLABIC CYCLE- Groton, Mass/ 1960

Why do we move at all?

Born we, and some time in

Happiness spend, then dark

Blood begins to move.

Dark blood, bitter love

Of darkness, streams stark

Fears through any stable mien–

Nubile apparitions burst–

Silences exist as null,

And nothing as nothing is.

 

Echos of the question call:

Why do we move at all?

We stir and cease;

And that is all. That is all.

 

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