Youth

I am a knotted nebula— 
a whirling flame 
Shrieking aftire the endless darkness ... 
I am the eternal center of gravity 
and about me swing the crazy moons— 
I am the thunder of rising suns, 
the blaze of the zenith— 
... the tremble of women’s bodies 
in the arms of lovers ... 
I sit on top of the Pole 
Drunk with starry splendor 
Shouting hozzanas at the Pleiades 
... booting footballs at the moon— 
I shall outlast the sun 
and the moon 
and the stars.…