Quite. Pay attention to 2MARS. He holds the keys to everything and it's all unbelievably miraculous
Always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question , what was the question?
This is the female form;
| | | A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot; | | | It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction! | | | I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor—all falls aside but myself and it; | 55 | Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, the atmosphere and the clouds, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed;
| | | Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it—the response likewise ungovernable; | | | Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands, all diffused—mine too diffused; | | | Ebb stung by the flow, and flow stung by the ebb—love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching; | | | Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice; | 60 | | Bridegroom night of love, working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn; | | | Undulating into the willing and yielding day, | | | Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh’d day. | |
| | This is the nucleus—after the child is born of woman, the man is born of woman; | | This is the bath of birth—this is the merge of small and large, and the outlet again.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174740
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| This is the female form; | | | A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot; | | | It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction! | | | I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor—all falls aside but myself and it; | 55 | | Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, the atmosphere and the clouds, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed; | | | Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it—the response likewise ungovernable; | | | Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands, all diffused—mine too diffused; | | | Ebb stung by the flow, and flow stung by the ebb—love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching; | | | Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice; | 60 | | Bridegroom night of love, working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn; | | | Undulating into the willing and yielding day, | | | Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh’d day. | | | | This is the nucleus—after the child is born of woman, the man is born of woman; | | | This is the bath of birth—this is the merge of small and large, and the outlet again. |
| This is the female form; | | | A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot; | | | It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction! | | | I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor—all falls aside but myself and it; | 55 | | Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, the atmosphere and the clouds, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed; | | | Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it—the response likewise ungovernable; | | | Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands, all diffused—mine too diffused; | | | Ebb stung by the flow, and flow stung by the ebb—love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching; | | | Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice; | 60 | | Bridegroom night of love, working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn; | | | Undulating into the willing and yielding day, | | | Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh’d day. | | | | This is the nucleus—after the child is born of woman, the man is born of woman; | | | This is the bath of birth—this is the merge of small and large, and the outlet again. | | This is the female form; | | | A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot; | | | It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction! | | | I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor—all falls aside but myself and it; | 55 | | Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, the atmosphere and the clouds, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed; | | | Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it—the response likewise ungovernable; | | | Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands, all diffused—mine too diffused; | | | Ebb stung by the flow, and flow stung by the ebb—love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching; | | | Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice; | 60 | | Bridegroom night of love, working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn; | | | Undulating into the willing and yielding day, | | | Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh’d day. | | | | This is the nucleus—after the child is born of woman, the man is born of woman; | | | This is the bath of birth—this is the merge of small and large, and the outlet again. | | This is the female form; | | | A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot; | | | It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction! | | | I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor—all falls aside but myself and it; | 55 | | Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, the atmosphere and the clouds, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed; | | | Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it—the response likewise ungovernable; | | | Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands, all diffused—mine too diffused; | | | Ebb stung by the flow, and flow stung by the ebb—love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching; | | | 60 | | | | | | . | | | | | |
This is the female form,
A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot,
It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction,
I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor, all falls aside but myself and it,
Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed,
Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it, the response likewise ungovernable,
Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands all diffused, mine too diffused,
Ebb stung by the flow and flow stung by the ebb, love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching,
Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice,
Bridegroom night of love working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn,
Undulating into the willing and yielding day,
Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh’d day.
This the nucleus—after the child is born of woman, man is born of woman,
This the bath of birth, this the merge of small and large, and the outlet again.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174740 |
