Catching up on Day 5 too.
V. Elegy for Euphorion
I hold night in my hands
turn the sea with my finger
Sapphira, Helena, Jezebel
my sister. Die Mutter, the Witches.
Do I dare disturb the Universe?
Bring David to his marbled knees
open a carpet of crocus across the once barren lawn
and set the baby birds' throats to wailing O's?
Gather up my amulets, my book of sigils, summon
the sirens, the symbols and Sybil
I hear a new boy has tired of his searching
the time is now to revel at the sign of the Brocken spectre.
IV. Elegy for Euphorion
//say "Nades, Suradis, Maniner"
and a dijinn will appear; tell the dijinn "Sader, Prostas, Solaster,"
and the dijinn will bring you your true love."//
from the Black Pullet Grimoire
The Lover binds the heart
like a Chinese mountain mother binds
her daughter's small feet --
spancelled, an animal hobbled by each days glossy thread.
I don't know if I like this amber-eyed inamorato thieving my freedom
I don't know if the knots you make are tight enough -- I don't know
tell me, are you in service to the devil?