We are the sacerdotal clowns 

 who feed upon the wind and stars 

and pulverous pastures of poverty 

Our wills are formed 

by curious disciplines 

beyond your laws 

The cuirass of the soul 

still shines.

"Apology of Genius" - Mina Loy

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