Analysis of Ordained

“The lunatic, the lover, the poet, are of imagination all compact.”
(Shakespeare)

The lunatic a sorcerer
enchants her own mind
‘twixt reality and dream
confutes the line

Love marks a heaven
on her lover’s brow
the calculus of Reason
nimbly beguiled

Golden the orbs
of crystalline glass
unlocking cosmic radiance
setting fire the fancy
of a poet’s staff
from Infinity
she pours a draught
seizing the elixir
to paint a poem
drawing nothingness
into form

Twining the three
a silken thread
stringing the bow
that bends toward the sun
her arrows
to pierce the vein
where madness and vision
their courses run