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Look, look,
master, here comes two religions
caterpillars.
The Jew of Malta.
Polyphiloprogenitive
The sapient sutlers of the Lord
Drift across the window-panes.
In the beginning was
the Word.
In the beginning was the Word.
Superfetation of [Greek text inserted here],
And at
the mensual turn of time
Produced enervate Origen.
A painter of the Umbrian school
Designed upon
a gesso ground
The nimbus of the Baptized God.
The
wilderness is cracked and browned
But through
the water pale and thin
Still shine the unoffending
feet
And there above the painter set
The Father
and the Paraclete.
. . . . .
The
sable presbyters approach
The avenue of penitence;
The young are red and pustular
Clutching piaculative
pence.
Under the penitential gates
Sustained
by staring Seraphim
Where the souls of the devout
Burn invisible and dim.
Along the garden-wall
the bees
With hairy bellies pass between
The
staminate and pistilate,
Blest office of the epicene.
Sweeney shifts from ham to ham
Stirring the
water in his bath.
The masters of the subtle schools
Are controversial, polymath.
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