Ix: the Vendor's Plea

Darest V.C. –
Did not we notice their appearance?
Did not we hear the elders speak?

Darest V.C. –
We saw their assorted trumpets
With assorted chameleon voices they came;

Some: mere relics of the ancient tree;
Some: mere effigies of the orient tree;
Some: mere voices of the occident tree;

From far off the vendors spoke
 – Performing rustic rites in city shrines! –

Darest V.C. –
Then spoke the vendors to the heavy ears of the gods:
“Let the birds to the communal nest again.”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009



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