after Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Oh Paradise
bright sunny dale of
ceaseless delight a
measureless miracle of
honey-dew of
caverns of
enchanted shadow
enfolding cedarn forests’
vaulted greenery
with ancestral towers of
Abyssinian dulcimer tumult
singing dome song
the sunny air
that girdled round
Mount Abora
in Xanadu
the flashing rills
the ocean caves
a sacred seething
pleasure-dome
twice five miles round
momently
this breathing man
heard mingled with
the loud half-
-intermitted holy fountain
a symphony played
on a dulcimer
to weave a fertile circle
athwart a sunless chasm
saw with rebounding eyes
a vision of Kubla Khan
incense-bearing damsel
thrice prophesying turmoil amid
the chaffy tumult of
a measureless sea and
grain flung beneath
the thresher’s flail
revive the demon-lover with
rare sinuous dancing
to the music of
the sacred river Alph
I heard voices from
the holy fountain
floating through
the sacred caverns
where green fragments
blossomed in
a lifeless wood
(a sunny place
of slanted rocks
and huge ice towers
that ran for miles
through deep caves
within the dome)
dread forced measure
drunk on pleasure
decree swift motion
build gardens, man
thick and fast
.
Dominic Rivron
.