The Gift
Somewhat above the level
of the entrailed anger
of the mother
the pockets of the Father
invisibleвБ†вАФ
depth
вАФinterminable
from whence spring riches
and a sullen
economic
war
houses and food and fire
proceed from them
and over them
he crows continually
Proximity
to OvaвАЩs skulled mentality
of money
which magically
is life
He tells her
he is a good Father
his child must obey him
should he choose to do so
he can bestow
upon her
whatever she pray him
Heseems a sovereign
the maximum
of money
A golden octopus
grasping
She is asking
for a sovereign
to buy a circus
universe
Laughing
he gives her a shining coin
She is exalted
in spontaneous knowledge of beauty
She confronts the solution of her destiny
and sudden the potentiality
of achievement
through her august parent
вАЬI will buy вАШall thisвАЩ my sovereign
The flower seller
is bewilderedвБ†вАФ
Nurse distrusts
She thrusts
out the open nacreous palm of her hand
that they may understand
вАЬGaвАСaarn
вАФyou little fool
whoвАЩre you a gittin at?
ThatвАЩs
a new farthing!вАЭ
She comes
to a curbвБ†вАФstone
a woman is sitting upon
beyond
a rampant radiance
Of April jonquil
Gala yellow
FaвБ†вАФhow evil a Father must be
to burst a universe
by getting
so faвБ†вАФr into a sovereign