Anectahi's Chant

Here is a poem entitled Anectahi's Chant published in Woodland Poems.

Anectahi's Chant

The hearts of men rest
Far from where they sleep
And dream profusely
In the night; absence
Is the only joy
That moves their spirits
Closer to the form
Each impression hides.

Obscure are the ways
In which their visions
Turn truth in the mind
To rename its fate,
And by this, conceive
Of present worth, false
Entangled judgements
Not to be escaped.

If error desists
and that which be thought
Right of intention
Never a victim
Of shame, the tortures
They so long inflict,
Fall to a moment
Of dissolution--
What will I become?

Douglas Thornton


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