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Experience Claims Innocence

David Baird

Experience claims innocence
  too often and too soon:
Either maiming, or proclaiming
  early health from ages-wound.
Mere, though, is one island
  where such magic is marooned,
And noble savage converts
  sport in wild glad costume.
Grinning skulls dance jangling
  next to purple eagle’s plume,
And shameless flesh shines mighty
  under slightest of festoons.
In this jungle sprung from garden
  rhythm grief and life attuned;
In a final ancient childhood
  always wise, surprised, and new.