Sunday, June 1, 2008

An Exercise - 1/27/08

Acetylene and altitudes,
Aristides, his platitudes on
Augustus Caesar, August Wilson on Auguste Comte,
August when the rain began to fall
and dripped between the knees of Spring:
on Autumn.

Ethylene spilled on Chopin's third Etude (in E-major)
Euripedes' ethereal tragedies dripped flames upon it,
Engulfed, ensconced, in love on Elba's shore,
Ending march when their eldest sons came home
to eat their young.

Iodine changed ivory dark (like ink) when
Ixion cursed his in-bred ilk (with illness),
icthyology has always been the fate of kings
the whim of gods, and the irk of well-known physicists
(who consider unreal i to be important in inductance).

Oxygen, oh oculus of octopus pores
over one gerontion of ore,
our generation, oddly owes its order
to oriole orifices osculating
on Orion.

Uranium (what is) unilquadium, unknown and
unundulating, Ah-un (says Faulkner), ukelele
and unction-full urns. Uriah's gun ululated
into the umpire (after disagreeing), saying
I, a guest, and you were duped?

Yttrium laced wyrms of myth (wyvern-eyed and yvel)
dynamically yearn towards bryn syzygy
Hyppolytus in a yurt
that stryves towards yggdrasil, my and thy ylem,
we shed bytes and type so boldly at Ypres.

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