Canto Six/In the Shadow of the Cathedral
© Copyright 1995 by Diane Fenster
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Endlessly I fall above the rocks of dreams, I fall amid the clouds of death.
I meet the Virgin seated on a rose, and she says to me:
"Look at my hands: they are as lucid as light bulbs. Do you see the filaments from which my pure light's blood flows?"
from "Altazor or The Parachute Voyage" by Vicente Huidobro