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Jade---
Stone of the side, The antagonized Side of green Adam, I Smile, cross-legged, Enigmatical, Shifting my clarities. So valuable! How the sun polishes this shoulder! And should The moon, my Indefatigable cousin Rise, with her cancerous pallors, Dragging trees --- Little bushy polyps, Little nets, My visibilities hide. I gleam like a mirror. At this facet the bridegroom arrives Lord of the mirrors! It is himself he guides In among these silk Screens, these rustling appurtenances. I breathe, and the mouth Veil stirs its curtain My eye Veil is A concatenation of rainbows. I am his. Even in his Absence, I Revolve in my Sheath of impossibles, Priceless and quiet Among these parrakeets, macaws! O chatterers Attendants of the eyelash! I shall unloose One feather, like the peacock. Attendants of the lip! I shall unloose One note Shattering The chandelier Of air that all day flies Its crystals A million ignorants. Attendants! Attendants! And at his next step I shall unloose I shall unloose --- From the small jeweled Doll he guards like a heart --- The lioness, The shriek in the bath, The cloak of holes.
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