The Staff of Hermes The snake condenses into dance The cybernetic moral: all advance Is oscillation. Serpentines entrance Us from our straight line (that lance Of rude extension) to the chance Of wending; the sway and stance Of willow; the ghost romance Of history and happenstance. Look close; feel the glance Of every snakeflesh loop enhance Itself with kinesthetic circumstance That twines the serpent from askance To helical caduceus; that healing prance Of Tao upon our will: that dance. Joe Wrobel |