Two Symbols
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Two symbols could not be much more unlike Each other, one of softness in an arc, The other of right angles, death and spike, The rainbow—sweetness—and the cross, like shark Its style The bending bow that Rimbaud thought Of on the ferry seems divorced from sin; The torture instrument he thought of, fraught With agony, iniquity, and blood, Was closer to his blade and screwing spree. The rectilinear was like a bud Of bluntness, and the arc, serenity. ..Calm seas, calm lives, calm love were not their aim. ….They wanted heat and pain and nothing tame.
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