all a symbol’s ever done for us is reductive
You can tutor impotently observing the decline of your empire
in students crushed by obscure ambiguity, or validate on your own
the wild structure of a leafing oak. There are no other options.
Understanding is not a table. I leave the house of my own freewill
& pass into history proper. Disavowing an apostle’s terrible awareness
of emerging universals, disowning inevitable recurrence, done with
what sinks in the sea, rotten by scholarship, scornful as an arrow,
I am a friend of Aristotle, but am a greater friend of undeserved grace
turning an icicle’s frantic inertness into an example of ontology.