Poems by René Arcos

Poems by René Arcos

The God, by René Arcos

IF thou art a collecting-place,
a place in space where all things
are wont to meet
for knowle...

The Growth of the God, by René Arcos

BURNING gold, and light;
by the same token: trumpet flourishes!
Plenary joy
to the profit of...

Religion, by René Arcos

THE humiliation with love,
the contrition and the haircloth,
but one must be in a state of gr...