Robert Duncan

What I Saw

The white peacock roosting
might have been Christ,
 
        featherd robe of Osiris,
 
 
the radiant bird, a sword-flash,
 
        percht in the tree
 
 
and the other,    the fumed-glass slide
 
      —were like night and day,
 
 
the slit of an eye opening in
 
        time
 
vertical to the horizon
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