New Occidental Poetry

The Great Void

At the heart of cosmic prologue rests a coiled contradiction
The charm, wound up
Through an apophatic dream: “not this, not that, ...”
Ad infinitum
A single inconsistency → All things arise
Breaking the darkness and the waters
the first-ordered firmament splits them into syllogisms
Awakened: the Heavens encased in Alpha, the Earth in Omega-
incompleteness

-Joshu’s Cat

Arthur Powell