Beholden to the Black Narcissus

Dedicated to Ivan Galliver In the same mould, "The Golden Fleece" is sought, the many poets who have inspired this author, the influential study given, why they've been selected, he mounts them each

                            SONNET

Belonging to that realm known classic set

One's look at, keeps the shape of any man   

As poets, overwhelmed by whom are met,

Conceives as guide no lesser prone as can.

Keep secret of the bard's, the past conceals-

No claim to fame or time a structure holds,    

The darkness shares delight of the appeals;    

Reminds me of the things which it unfolds.

Are mammoth and gallant, of many works,

The Black Narcissus type, we're pyrite tho -,

On who's reflecting who, this power lurks,

Where others with their envies want to go -.

Confined but not forbidden word the wise,

Blind sighting of this man all truth relies.