From: DIVINE MADNESS
The idea is to throw out a net of words
to catch the poem
a net such as Vulcan makes
at the ocean's depths
in a fiery cave
a net of fire in water
forged by one
cast out
cuckold of Venus
lame joke of the gods
whose hairy blacksmith hands
can make a net such as Neptune wields
to hold the waves
a net of words
arching back on itself
to contain the exploded universe
a net of light cast into a galactic sea
of dancing stars
a choreography of answers
in a dark chamber
where the soul
is revealed
as a net of questions
in a net of breath
—Paul Pines