“high-speed, hyacinthic in its decay, life,
on earth as it is in heaven…”

simply beautiful, purely mathematic—Fibonacci would have appreciated it…

from NYtimes: “Ms. Christensen’s poems are known in particular for being organized along carefully worked-out geometrical lines. Often constructed to contain ever-smaller replicas of their own form, many of them have the elegant, self-mirroring quality of fractals.”

“A society can be so stone-hard
That it fuses into a block
A people can be so bone-hard
That life goes into shock

And the heart is all in shadow
And the heart has almost stopped
Till some begin to build
A city as soft as a body”

i didn’t know her and i found her work with some difficulty here:
http://books.google.com/books?id=jICuljIcQtcC&pg=PR13&lpg=PR13&dq=A+society+can+be+so+stone-hard++That+it+fuses+into+a+block++A+people+can+be+so+bone-hard++That+life+goes+into+shock&source=web&ots=l6fWDt_r_F&sig=8CPZECxFp9cPy_5KXh-XRqddx8U&hl=en&sa=X&oi=book_result&resnum=2&ct=result