The_Spectacle Poems and Poetry

The Empire of Modern Passivity

There are words
We use for eyes, and to use them
Is to believe them.

Spectacle: a word
In the supernatural sense, the Holy
Nomenclature.

Of this was redeemed
A modern purpose
For meaning. It was not our meaning.

You still evade
What cannot be experienced
From your own experience:

A village, a story
Sung by poets
In the village square,

A hundred holy days
And squalid feasting,
Hours that never knew

A wage or time without
A sunset. You evade
Only what is now forgotten:

The violent waste
Of a thousand tongues
Torn from separate Godheads,

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