THERE is the other universe, of the heart of
man
that we know
nothing of. that we dare not explore.
A strange grey distance separates
our pale mind still from the
pulsing continent
of
the heart of man.
Fore-runners have barely landed on the shore
and no man knows, no woman
knows
the mystery of
the interior
when
darker still than Congo or Amazon
flow the heart’s rivers of fulness, desire and
distress.