Horace speaks

   be unimaginable, pirouette–able
lustrous westward
   and, above all, thirsty
whence the salted rim,
   that pacific firmament within,
sedent-sluice in the ranges
   like pancake in ink
and where to no bottom cadence
   debris take is place
sit now, in your learning
   and guide these reflections
of chary figures--the berries
   in their skins--loaned to babies trading 
sticky toes.