A poem by Alistar Crowley (1875-1947)
Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man ! My man !
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan ! Io Pan .
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady !
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and styrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,
Coem with Apollo in bridal dress
(Spheperdess and pythoness)
Come with Artemis, silken shod,
And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God,
In the moon, of the woods, on the marble mount,
The dimpled dawn of of the amber fount !
Dip the purple of passionate prayer
In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare,
The soul that startles in eyes of blue
To watch thy wantoness weeping through
The tangled grove, the gnarled bole
Of the living tree that is spirit and soul
And body and brain -come over the sea,
(Io Pan ! Io Pan !)
Devil or god, to me, to me,
My man ! my man !
Come with trumpets sounding shrill
Over the hill !
Come with drums low muttering
From the spring !
Come with flute and come with pipe !
Am I not ripe ?
I, who wait and writhe and wrestle
With air that hath no boughs to nestle
My body, weary of empty clasp,
Strong as a lion, and sharp as an asp-
Come, O come !
I am numb
With the lonely lust of devildom.
Thrust the sword through the galling fetter,
All devourer, all begetter;
Give me the sign of the Open Eye
And the token erect of thorny thigh
And the word of madness and mystery,
O pan ! Io Pan !
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Pan Pan ! Pan,
I am a man:
Do as thou wilt, as a great god can,
O Pan ! Io Pan !
Io pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Iam awake
In the grip of the snake.
The eagle slashes with beak and claw;
The gods withdraw:
The great beasts come, Io Pan ! I am borne
To death on the horn
Of the Unicorn.
I am Pan ! Io Pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Pan !
I am thy mate, I am thy man,
Goat of thy flock, I am gold , I am god,
Flesh to thy bone, flower to thy rod.
With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks
Through solstice stubborn to equinox.
And I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend
Everlasting, world without end.
Mannikin, maiden, maenad, man,
In the might of Pan.
Io Pan ! Io Pan Pan ! Pan ! Io Pan !
A few random poems:
- Ольга Берггольц – Синеглазый мальчик, синеглазый
- Written in London. September, 1802 by William Wordsworth
- Robert Burns: Raving Winds Around Her Blowing: I composed these verses on Miss Isabella M’Leod of Raza, alluding to her feelings on the death of her sister, and the still more melancholy death of her sister’s husband, the late Earl of Loudoun, who shot himself out of sheer heart-break at some mortifications he suffered, owing to the deranged state of his finances.-R.B., 1971.
- Владимир Набоков – Ut pictura poesis
- Devils poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Новелла Матвеева – Художник, незнакомый с поощреньем
- Ambrose Bierce – Ambrose Bierce Poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Rival by Sylvia Plath
- A Cure At Porlock poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Hip by William Somervile
- Владимир Маяковский – Власть канцелярии – вот слова “бюрократия” перевод… (РОСТА №655)
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 04 – part 03 by Torquato Tasso
- Владимир Британишский – Утром 10 мая 1945 года
- Inter-religion Wedding by Nisha Gopalakrishnan
- Юрий Галансков – Человеческий манифест
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Cold Eyes by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Bridesmaid From Rio by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Bottles Of Sunshine by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Bliss Of Eternity by Vaishnavi Prakash
- A Stepmother’s Vain Love by Vaishnavi Prakash
- A Slice Of School by Vaishnavi Prakash
- A Palanquin Of Love by Vaishnavi Prakash
- a deceving reflection by vanessa anderson
- The Tenants Of The Little Box by Vasko Popa
- The Judges Of The Little Box by Vasko Popa
- The Admirers Of The Little Box by Vasko Popa
- Far Within Us #6 by Vasko Popa
- Give Me Back My Rags #4 by Vasko Popa
- Far Within Us #7 by Vasko Popa
- Far Within Us #3 by Vasko Popa
- Far Within Us #2 by Vasko Popa
- Give Me Back My Rags #1 by Vasko Popa
- Between Games by Vasko Popa
- Anne Pennington by Vasko Popa
- Give Me Back My Rags #11 by Vasko Popa
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