The white peacock roosting <br />might have been Christ, <br />featherd robe of Osiris, <br />the radiant bird, a sword-flash, <br />percht in the tree <br />and the other, the fumed-glass slide <br />—were like night and day, <br />the slit of an eye opening in time <br />vertical to the horizon<br /><br />Robert Duncan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-i-saw-5/
