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Panta plêrê theôn einai:
The heaving water,
Rope coiled on the deck,
A beauty in her sundress,
The light pouring through leaves of trees –
I worship peaks and pretty things.
Time is a vortex of rain;
Let's drink to these powers.
Cut flesh, sleep on soft breasts
Brutalities accumulate on the plains
A sovereign hand sculpts our infirmities
The king of the ocean strangles and glides.
Chthonic dullarities blanket flare-ups
over amniotic seas, geysers of the deep.
Scintillating vortex emitting pulses
"Here Comes Everybody!"
And you are?
A yawning starfish, molten purple,
Peels its suctions off the vibrant sky,
A rumbling sunset leafed with crimsons
Time evaporates the
colors of the fantastic arboretum
A splendid menagerie of rare and choice plants;
The ages roll on.
Plunged my knife deep in the chest
Of that beast,
Nightmare golem working for war
Trap rattles on the edge of summer
Panta plêrê theôn einai: Aristotle attributes this remark, 'all things are full of gods', to Thales.
Shane Devine is a writer and poet from New Jersey and a graduate student at the New School for Social Research.