Ella: This pseudo-Christian imagery is counter-productive. Not only is this apt to offend many pious folks, but also provoke feminist sensitivities.
Shu: (clapping slowly) The author has succeeded in pissing off many people. I like the way conventional religious imagery is twisted. There's also a strong Dionyssian energy running through this poem – it speaks of a mysticism of the flesh in the same way DH Lawrence did.
Juanita: I see it as an ongoing battle between the male and female personas.
Jack: (laughing) I dunno. Maybe the poet is simply an arse hole. Haf ya considered that?


'Ner kun we strike friggled poets
with beams ahh pure moonleight
or write inspired verse without
feigning the joys ahh life.     But
'er do I muse upon the Virgin's wombe
singing strippeths ta the glaeries thereof
because inspaired hearts ere worth mure
thun welle-roasted doves

Yes!     What happens under bedroome kurtains
is more significunt than whit goes on in
katherdal halles where bishops with marbled lips
recite dogmas whuse meanings haf bun eclipsed

Real consecration is reached by passionate lunatics
whuse need fer formulaic phrises ceases
when they chant music while a lissening ta angels
then wine flows from every kiss
& as kommunion is achieved
in sacred moments this . . .
becomes this . . . .


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