-After Arthur Rimbaud

A black, E white, I red, U green, O blue –– vowels,
I'll tell, one day, your secret origins:—
A, black hairy corset of dazzling flies—
That boom around cruel stenches,

Gulfs of shadow; E, candor of steams and tents,—
Proud glacier spears, white kings, shivers of Queen-Anne’s-lace;—
I, maroons, spat blood, laughter of beautiful lips—
In anger or in penitent intoxications;

U, cycles, divine vibrations of viridian oceans,—
Peace of pastures seeded with animals, peace of wrinkles—,
Of alchemical print on studious foreheads;

O, supreme Bugle full of strange shrill cries,—
Silences crossed by Worlds and by Angels:—
                O, the Omega, violet ray of His Eyes!