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The Temple

(after T. S. Eliot)
  
I
In temple’s dust forgotten,  
Constrained by eyeless thought,  
With crowns of sand,  
We stand in reddened sun,  
The ancient columns, the iron rust,  
Mantles, where the ancients sought.  
   
Our glass towers now catch the light but not  
The answers found in walls of temple’s eyes.  
   
On dark stained oak,  
In crystal braziers, sacrifices smoke.  
The crimson stains of lips  
That older tributes’ stain implies,  
The choke of olive’s slip,  
With tilting heads too late realized.  
   
No priestesses to bear the soak  
Of stains our sacrifices caught.  
   
II    
In clericals of night forgotten  
The canyons, houndstooth grey  
In flannels, tight with auspices,  
The bend and shape, whose signify  
The profane spaces sanctify.  
   
Straw dogs in funeral rites,  
In yellow taxies rush consuming,  
   
How does the night enrage  
Clung in boundless chatter,  
Like smoke from lips betrayed  
In words that never seem engaged,  
With clouds and gallows hung  
Between the words  
And crimson stains.  
   
III  
Hail Mary, full of grace,  
Full of grace, pray for us.  
Mary, pray for us.  
   
Pray for us, Sinners now,  
   
Now and at the hour,  
Now and at the hour...  
   
At temple’s wall, Pray for Us.
Hepcat61
Written by Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
Published | Edited 1st Oct 2019
Author's Note
Inspired by Eliot's full canon - but, if I must, look to The Wasteland, The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock, and The Hollow Men.
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