Arthur Lemuel Pangur

I.

One evening when the flowery air stirred,
And the rays of the moon tickled the earth,
Arthur Lemuel Pangur, having soaked himself
in the drooling of his heart, uttered a prayer to the spirits…
‘’ O I sing a hymn of faith, like a kiss from a gun…
O my sad heart smiles with the light of the perishing sun.’’
O Arthur! The poet! Like a singing dove recites a very
ancient love.
His voice set sail upon a wild night.
The night of golden birds, that lights the sky brings
Arthur to his knees…
And seeing the dry savage, still standing… he wet the earth
with his tears.
Like a true poet! When came, the eye of his vision,
he wrote it down between the ears of nature.

The angels wept
at such honesty!

II.

Arthur! Who, on summer nights slept under
the pale dawn in nothing but his youthful pride,
dreamed of old suns and in his loving hands, he held
the eyes of the past…The great wink of the dead!

Arthur, seeing his shadow in the flood of time,
travels to an electric land…he picks soundless fruit,
and goes swimming in the electric sea!
He is frightened…The stars hanging from his eyes! He! The great
twinkle in the eye of God!

III.

All the children who speak in low tones, who are thoughtful

yet misguided, spend their days in others dreams. O Arthur! In

the orchard of his empire listened to the music, rubbing his eyes

with the silence between the wind…

…reading the literature of young Gods…On restless nights the children

sat around the fireplace and listened to Arthur read! Smitten by his unusual

tones…The history of the world is in the future of man! he bellowed from

the silk of his heart…

spring appears in the arms of the sea and upon the rocks

an apparition of the virginal saint.

…the great poet swoons…’’I beseech thee!’’ Arthur cries! The saint bestows

the dew of the dawn under the tongue of his wisdom.

‘’Do not speak until the sun as set,

And the night glows with fire…’’

IV.

Embers glowed like a cluster of roses…Arthur lays in the snow,

writing verses in the warm style of some forgotten image…and

having soaked himself
in the drooling of his heart, uttered a prayer to the spirits…