Alice Lillith
11-26-2016, 05:40 AM
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A land of heavenly ambiguity, characterised by two different possibilities
Canto I
Alice of Mask
Three lies could not acquaint with the storms
Of scarlet rocks, love-serpents and malicious lutes-
A grete ancester to beauty and the mer-mutes
If God-choose, I shalt love thee by thy winter norms
Ember-darkness upon ember white tombs,
Tribal-singing of the star-wedd’d sacrifice and snow-gods
Requiem aeternam. Eternal rest grant unto her flutes-
Hath birth’d an island where the apple-king endures
A prayer for the murd’ress o’evil – whilst the white song allures
I-the explorer- vow’d to have a he’art infinite for thee.
Time hath gav’st thee to lose – renamed the philosopher’s muse
O’er for history, zero-point energy, sanctuary and the sea-
Which danceth upon the grave I gav’st to her to use-
For death hath avoid’d one’s touch, and crown’d me.
Canto II
Mask of Alice
Three concealed ice caverns thou hadst
Bearing peace for the sand’d contemporary soul
Aphelia and Artemis in a dance that mask’d the past
A land of heavenly ambiguity, characterised by two different possibilities
Canto I
Alice of Mask
Three lies could not acquaint with the storms
Of scarlet rocks, love-serpents and malicious lutes-
A grete ancester to beauty and the mer-mutes
If God-choose, I shalt love thee by thy winter norms
Ember-darkness upon ember white tombs,
Tribal-singing of the star-wedd’d sacrifice and snow-gods
Requiem aeternam. Eternal rest grant unto her flutes-
Hath birth’d an island where the apple-king endures
A prayer for the murd’ress o’evil – whilst the white song allures
I-the explorer- vow’d to have a he’art infinite for thee.
Time hath gav’st thee to lose – renamed the philosopher’s muse
O’er for history, zero-point energy, sanctuary and the sea-
Which danceth upon the grave I gav’st to her to use-
For death hath avoid’d one’s touch, and crown’d me.
Canto II
Mask of Alice
Three concealed ice caverns thou hadst
Bearing peace for the sand’d contemporary soul
Aphelia and Artemis in a dance that mask’d the past