Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen.
Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen.
“The glowing rays
That from the low sun dart, have
Turned gold each tower and every towering mast;
The saffron flame, that flaming nothing harms
Hides Khadeeth’s pearl and all the sapphire might
Of burnished waves, before her gates collected:
The cloak of graciousness, that round thee gloweth,
Doth hide the thing thou art, as here befalleth.”
Ezra Pound | “Canzon: Of Incense”