by Greg Baysans

Poet X


Auden's Bronze Age nipple days are pure 
in dreams of pterodactyls and stone tools 
until the ABC Greek Age of schools 
into a Dark and Feudal time endure 
the lacklove endless Renaissance will cure 
and grow into a Romance quickly cools 
to Reason speaking on Surrealistic rules 
prescient to a Wasteland literature 
before an Absurd Age not read nor built 
upon which Spirit Holy Spirit soothes 
a weariness of Chaos wrapped in quilt 
around the dying pile of myths and truths 
become what Starchild circle dance what fleet 
of Ship take Auden where he is complete.