Jo Dohutu in Ebullition.

New Zealand Illustrated Magazine, 1 February 1905, Page 341

Jo Dohutu in Ebullition.

Whence all this whiteness ? This star-foam of brightness In fairy- like show ? This marvellons spasm Outleaping the chasm Of darkness below ? Begotten in thunder, The stony depths under, Thou awful white wonder — Why travailest thou so? Below ! How infernal ! Above ! How supernal ! Effervescent — florescent, White heat and white glow Erstwhile thou wert sleeping And weirdly keeping Thy mad pulse from leaping To vehement flow. Ob, what are the powers That force thy white showers To such spectre-like play ? Doth thy vicinity Hold a divinity ? — Or otherwise ? say ! Is't a Titan in anguish ? Doth Promotheus languish In bowels of earth ? Are Vulcans there? forging And hammering and scourging To frustrate the birth Of a spirit ? — infinite ? — Escaping — uprising, The green world surprising ; — Now living — now dying, Now flowing — now flying, Retiring — expiring, The exquisite vision Falls back to its prison.

Joyce Joceltn,