1.
What I lost I gain again.
With this stimulus it takes so little
to turn a world of material things
into one of feeling.
And it is this which gives pleasure,
ornaments each nook and cranny.
That which was denied to me before
is suddenly, unassumingly recrudescent..
One word, one line, one swash of a brush
from a true master,
and it is as though
the renascent process is fully accomplished.
2.
So, good
There is enough here
Enough with which to work
for days, for weeks.
All this, like an archeologist,
I have unearthed
pure gold, gems unshaped, uncut,
like that stone
in which Michaelangelo perceived
the heroic statue of a god,
words as bare as an artist’s model,
untouched ‘til now,
at least by me,
a virgin though,
ready to be carved into a poem.