Thomas Lowe Taylor

from the Homages of Eagle


Lines admit, the rest in signs as
told between the day's roses resting;

outer sung, you are. The moon & pressure
into seasons moved, along this time

around, in some beginning light to love
the heart becalmed and thorough as

forces faces forward, floats arrived the
balancing mounds, or flesh fresh floating

cross across the blue lines distancing from
here and there, the movies beckon

into lines withdrawn the world's
poles striving thus & then the rest

her eyes across the day, and moved,
too complex, endures duration, move

and score yr harps are wove in thorough
roofs begins and sails throughout again.