Tuesday, June 15, 2004

1152

The other side of the mind
buys back in processed form
its resources. Do you think,
O civilizing wakefulness,
The unconscious is unaware
Of the injustice? Tariffs
keep down the hidden impulse
to make yarn, or weave.
The raw materials are welcome
for free. But make a poem!
Better a single line built
in a day than an entire epic
dictated by the muse.