MORN OF THE JANUS by William M.

Peaster

1
at Corfu
, on the rock
something re -assembled
, it all meaning
something
after
alles
with itself man hath
maketh
an
example
and nothing stands
and nothing stands
and yet
and yet

2
dreaming I willd
parallels into golemic
rock
behold god
this be
thine glory in stone
I
share it with you
, milord
flock hither
flock hither
in your golden
sun
 3
Alexander drank
wine
at dawn
was it
in the way Hlderlin
would
speak
of men in huts?
jabber
jabber on, sup up
when thou sighst
beyond and beyond
in Touch with Higher Things
swallow
be
wise

he dreamt he
was a small
lizard in
Warsaw he
saw strange things
a girl dropped
her doll a
thousand girls dropped
their dolls
the sun was
high and the
sky was blue
a moment of
silence was
followed by
a thousand
silences
and then wails
burst forth
the ground shook
a line of
boys were marched
through cobblestone
streets until
they became
one giant
lizard too

5
hath gray come in season again
sky dun and clear
on aught below mad wind presses
wet quartz into the soul
into dead-end skin
lips resolute
into the furor though
you wont hear me will you
after alles
after all