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Poem	shaw had the gift of the crab how he took the straight idea and scuttled with it sideways marking sand and word with sea's inventions - what shaw perceived went deeper than the lounger's eye stripped for entertainment in the sun shaw's art was nip and prick sending the red-skinned lounger home with buzzing brain shocked tongue and sandstorms stinging in his ears jung went for niches in the night believing that the seeds of suns had tucked themselves away before the daylight had its uses tamed and from the furthest midnight-stitch had control of every tongue seeping its blossoms into rites jung saw songs and dreams as coin for spending in the health shops sickness was a swallowed laughter human richness not to be denied shaw was a man formally dressed jung a deer with its horns folded both wrestling with enigmas of the knotted cell craving for eden (matings of serpents and apples) one's wit was in his brain-box the other's limpid as a crystal ball they took the ins and outs of life strove to prime mortality afresh beyond behaviour - scraped clay to let creation loose in its re-phrasing
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