You’ve got to see
The ritualistic crossing
Of her legs the way
She’s always crossed
Her legs
Kinetic forces unleashed
By the subconscious mind
By the well in the back garden
Tremulous and nervy flickers
Of the future an unmistakably
Supernatural event in the kitchen
Perpetuated by this mischievous
Unstable upper class woman
Working through a radiant
Human center receiving energies
Spontaneously projected by
Psychic teenage girls
in “The Bonfire of the Vanities”
Benedetto Gennari the younger (1633–1715)
National Trust, Kingston Lacy
The gnat of the soul of me flitted out into that dream of blue.
— Lafcadio Harn
Art is, at last,
the knowledge of
where we are standing –
where we are standing
in this wonderland
when we rip off
all our clothes
— Hafiz
He had lived so long alone with visible gods.
— Lafcadio Hearn
9/12/01
Original Photo…Ira Wyman/Sygma, via Getty Images
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