Ah Browning

your frail cup

of three leaves of

ferring such

slight

ness to the cold

sun, must

have known

a season of

ascension                                  when your Sun

                                                 treader

emerged                                     from his siege of Isold

                     ean Darkness

casting his largesse

abundant

                    ly from Sky to Earth

Browning

                    your flower

                                        your dear

                    win

                                        ter flower

                    grows alone among

                    the reeds, sole

Survivor—

                    and sun too

is frail,

                    unspaced at its source as it seeks its own

Differentiation. Flower, sun, marshreed,

Earth—

               all that is—

                                   awaits his

Coming, Sun

                        treader

                                       who knows the poetry

of the Cosmos

and will sing

the slant

                        ing light

out of its dark

chamber, tilt

                        ing the song

stations

                        toward the lit

Spaces. emerge em

erge

          out of con

                             can

                                       te

                                                national

cy

          clonics

                             song-healing

fragments

                             of the sun

                             singing beyond

                             the limitations

                             of the frag

ments

               of the lab

                                 rynth

                                            act

                                                     ualizing

attributes, manife

stations

                    rescuing

                                       verycore

of the sun

                    from uni

                                       versal labrynths

sinuous your Song-

Spirals

                    like white serpents

                    in rapid flight

Swirling

                    out of Blakean

                                                prophetics

Banners of

                    Sunsound from

                    your [throat-tongue] axis

Emanating

Sunriffs

                    out of whirling

tet

          tra

                    gram

                              atons

wheeling

                    with cheetah-breasted, falcon-

headed

                    creatures of the sun

Awaken, Sun

                        treader, crave

and sparkle

Dawn

                       before the sun

Elixir

                        within the fire

Unfold

                        the secret flower

your flower

Browning, your win

ter

          flower, valiant

          flower, golden

          flower

                                                          with its frail

                                                          cup of three leaves.

Note: in Browning’s poem Pauline, Sun-treader represents the poet Shelley.