Some Beasts

It was the twilight of the iguana:

From a rainbowing battlement,

a tongue like a javelin

lunging in verdure;

an ant heap treading the jungle,

monastic, on musical feet;

the guanaco, oxygen-fine

in the high places swarthed with distances,

cobbling his feet into gold;

the llama of scrupulous eye

the widens his gaze on the dews

of a delicate world.

A monkey is weaving

a thread of insatiable lusts

on the margins of morning:

he topples a pollen-fall,

startles the violet-flght

of the butterfly, wings on the Muzo.

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