Take a look a these fifty-stanza poem Inspired by the tradition of High Modernism and writers like James Joyce, this poem attempts to overwhelm the reader with a relentless barrage of recondite words, prioritizing linguistic texture over narrative accessibility.
Symphony of an Abstemious Eschaton
I.
From crepuscular enantiodromia, the gnomon’s penumbra
Insinuates an orrery’s anacoluthon, a syzygy of cosmic dread.
The palimpsest of the firmament, with stellate glottis, murmurs
A hypnopompic epilogue to paroxysms long since bled.
II.
A petrichor of bygone epoch's anathema perambulates,
A zephyr freighted with the frangible effluvia of decay.
The susurrus of the phantasms, in an ecdysis of old hates,
Recalcitrantly refuses to evanesce with the passing day.
III.
The eidolon of memory, a liminal, lactescent sheen,
Casts its tenebrous nimbus on the quotidian mundanity.
A chthonic onomatopoeia, a polyptoton between what’s been,
And what will be, a caesura in the diapason of infinity.
IV.
Upon the fulcrum of a chrysalis, the anagoge unfolds,
A concatenation of conundrums, hermetic and serpentine.
The pleroma, a plenitude of stories, unheeded, left untold,
Entombed in the cerements of a narrative, a cryptonymic sign.
V.
The sciamachy of shadow-puppetry on a noctambulist’s screen,
A chiaroscuro choreography of phantasmagoric plight.
Each umbrageous silhouette a synecdoche, a forgotten scene,
Obsidian ink against the alabaster canvas of the night.
VI.
A panjandrum of a past now lapsed, in an autodidactic spree,
Transcribes his glossolalia onto codexes of vellum.
The prolegomenon of this logomachy, an ineffable decree,
A lexicographical liturgy from a lexicalbellum.
VII.
The oneiric catoptrics of a somnambulist’s peregrination,
Mirrors itself in fractured refractions of a luculent dream.
The hypostasis of the unconscious, a psychic constellation,
A simulacrum of existence, a phantom limb’s ghostly gleam.
VIII.
A clinamen of contingent choices, a deviance from the ordained,
Perturbs the teleological procession, the preordained design.
The apophenia of connections, erroneously ascertained,
Weaves a fabric of spurious meaning, a pseudoscientific shrine.
IX.
In the interstice of an apocryphal cosmogony,
The demagogue pontificates, his rhetoric a stultifying brew.
The paronomasia of his promises, a specious, glib irony,
Seduced the credulous rabble with what they wished was true.
X.
The sciolist’s jejune treatise, a fatuous, meretricious farce,
Parades as erudite profundity, a charlatan’s guise.
His verbose obfuscations, a verbal, convoluted morass,
A farrago of mendacious nonsense, a labyrinth of lies.
XI.
The xenomorphic efflorescence of an exiguous, arcane seed,
Bursts forth in an eruption of unprecedented form.
A taxonomic apocalypse, a morphological misdeed,
Reshaping the terra firma in a biomorphic storm.
XII.
A hagiography of an antihero, a perfidious pastiche,
Exalts the mendacity and perfidy of a sacrilegious king.
The antinomy of the hagiographer, a philosophical niche,
Attempts to sanctify the abomination, a blasphemous hymn to sing.
XIII.
A bibliomantic incantation, a sortilege of the tome,
The biblioclast attempts to subvert the hierophantic word.
The libricidal ritual, in his hermitage, in his cloistered home,
Is a pyrrhic victory against the immutability of the sacred chord.
XIV.
The sesquipedalian sermon from the pulpit, a verbiage so vast,
A logorrhea of doctrine, an exegesis of the text.
The congregation is enraptured, their credulity unsurpassed,
Ensnared by the mellifluous soundscape, the rhetoric so complexed.
XV.
The philistine’s iconoclastic fervor, an iconoclasm of the soul,
Decimates the sacred relics, the idols of the past.
He finds a sterile desiccation, an emptiness that takes its toll,
In the void he himself created, a loneliness that’s built to last.
XVI.
The misanthrope’s reclusion, a solitary, sepulchral peace,
A quietude devoid of solace, a self-imposed demise.
A misology of communication, a verbal, utter surcease,
In the hermetic vacuum of his own antipathic skies.
XVII.
The onomastic invocation of a forgotten, numinous name,
A lingual necromancy, an apotheosis of the word.
The nominative determinism, the etymological claim,
Asserts that the phonic substrate is the progenitor of the heard.
XVIII.
A horripilating premonition, a preternatural chill,
Creeps down the marrow, a tenebrific, shivering dread.
The eldritch intimation of an ineluctable will,
A telepathic omen of a future, a prefigurative thread.
XIX.
A cachinnation of derision, a sardonic, mirthless glee,
Reverberates in the empty ossuary, the catacombs below.
The risus sardonicus of the damned, a hollow, grim decree,
A posthumous condemnation of the living, a spectral, scornful show.
XX.
The lachrymose lacunae in the chronicle of the grief,
Are filled with the distilled essence of a sorrow deep and wide.
The onanistic remembrance of a joy so terribly brief,
A self-sufficient misery, a tide of internal tide.
XXI.
A flâneur’s peripatetic odyssey through the urban grid,
A psychogeographical fugue, a cartographic reverie.
He maps the emotional topography, the memories that are hid,
In the quotidian avenues, the streets of anonymity.
XXII.
The sybaritic hedonist, a glutton for the carnal touch,
Indulges in a bacchanalia of sensorial excess.
His anhedonic aftermath, a consequence of having too much,
A vacuum of satiety, a nihilistic abyss.
XXIII.
A bibelot of meaninglessness, a trivium of the soul,
An ephemera of significance, a momentary spark.
The futility of existence, a narrative without a whole,
A philosophical trifle lost in the metaphysical dark.
XXIV.
The palingenesis of the self, a phoenix from the mental ash,
A metempsychotic pilgrimage, a transmigration of the mind.
The eschatological consummation of a spiritual, headlong dash,
Leaving the corporeal coil, a vestige left behind.
XXV.
The apothegm of the cynic, a sententious, bitter pill,
Is laced with the corrosive acid of a life now deemed a lie.
His epigrammatic cynicism, a withering, cynical trill,
A diatribe against the virtue that he himself could never buy.
XXVI.
The horologium of the hourglass, a chronometer of sand,
Marks the inexorable march of a telic, cosmic drift.
The solipsistic isolation in this vast, temporal land,
A profound, metaphysical loneliness, a soul-wrenching gift.
XXVII.
A dysphasic dialogue, a conversation of broken code,
Misconstrues the intention, the semantic, meant-to-be.
The aphasic aporia, the heavy, misunderstood load,
A communication of futility, a poignant, mute decree.
XXVIII.
The catachresis of the hyperbole, a trope of overblown design,
Exaggerates the commonplace to a grotesque, cosmic scale.
The pathetic fallacy of the firmament, a false and fabricated sign,
Reflects the subjective sorrow in a meteorological wail.
XXIX.
A thaumaturgy of the mundane, a miracle in common things,
Transmutes the pedestrian into the sacred, the quotidian to gold.
The hierophany of the simple, the spiritual insight that springs,
From the unremarkable artifact, a revelation to behold.
XXXI.
The kismet of the kenosis, a predestined, self-emptying plea,
A theological surrender to an immanent design.
The apocatastasis of the spirit, a universal, cosmic decree,
Restoring all things to their pristine, original shine.
XXXII.
The metanoia of the miscreant, a penitential, radical turn,
A psychological palingenesis, a conversion of the will.
The proselytical fanaticism, a pyretic, zealous burn,
A fervor to convert the infidel, a proselytizing thrill.
XXXIII.
A chthonian necropolis, a catacomb of silent stones,
Entombs the forgotten annals, the stories never read.
The epitaphs, a synecdoche of the unremembered bones,
A silent, petrified history of the voiceless, buried dead.
XXXIV.
The pataphysical prevarication, a science of the absurd,
Explains the inexplicable with pseudo-logic and with guile.
The surreal, fantastic theorems, the esoteric, whispered word,
A parody of metaphysics, a philosophical, playful trial.
XXXV.
A ratiocination of a ruse, a reasoning of deceit,
The epistemological dilemma of a fabricated fact.
The cognitive dissonance of the dupe, a bittersweet defeat,
Accepting the fabricated narrative, a delusional pact.
XXXVI.
The soliloquy of the psychopomp, a monologue of the dead,
Guides the departed spirit through the tenebrous, dark divide.
The eschatological odyssey, a metaphysical, cosmic dread,
A passage to the afterlife, with no terrestrial place to hide.
XXXVII.
A neologism of a numen, a freshly-coined, linguistic god,
Invokes the unutterable concept with a new and foreign sound.
The lexicographic liturgy, a reverence for the fresh-laid sod,
Of the linguistic garden, where a new-made word is found.
XXXVIII.
The hypnagogic phantasmata, a vision from the waking sleep,
Transports the dreamer to a land of iridescent shade.
The subconscious narrative, a metaphysical, secret deep,
A hidden text of meaning, a subconscious, coded parade.
XXXIX.
The ineffable noumenon, a thing-in-itself so vast,
A philosophic entity, beyond all finite ken.
The phenomenal illusion, a deceptive shadow cast,
The curtain drawn across the real, beyond the reach of men.
XL.
The apophatic theology, a divine description by negation,
Defines the undefinable by saying what it’s not.
The mystical epistemology, a spiritual, profound starvation,
Seeking the empty presence, the unnameable, holy spot.
XLI.
The palimpsest of the psyche, a subconscious, layered text,
With memories of past traumas, inscribed in subtle script.
The psychoanalytic excavation, a narrative perplexed,
A cryptogram of suffering, a soul long since been stripped.
XLIII.
The eidetic hypermnesia, a memory beyond all recall,
Recalls the past with clarity, an unmitigated boon.
The mnemonical phantasm, a dream-like, haunting, spectral thrall,
A haunting replay of the past, beneath the spectral moon.
XLIV.
The anamnesis of the soul, a recollection of the lost,
A Platonic remembrance of the realm of pure ideal.
The metempsychotic memory, a spiritual, heavy cost,
Remembers the forgotten life, the essence of the real.
XLV.
A cryptopallesthesia, a telepathic, sensory thrill,
Senses the hidden presence of a spectral, unseen guest.
The paranormal anagnorisis, the uncanny, psychic skill,
Recognizes the revenant’s intentions, puts a psychic sense to test.
XLVI.
The parousia of the spirit, a second, spiritual coming,
A pneumatological advent of a promised, sacred age.
The eschatological consummation of a celestial, final summing,
Turning the final, sacred chapter on the last, prophetic page.
XLVIII.
The syzygy of the sacred and the profane, a mystic pair,
A juxtaposition of the holy with the earthly, vile and base.
The theological antinomy, a juxtaposition of a prayer,
With a blasphemy, a sacrilege, a paradox of grace.
XLIX.
The numinous of the nocturnal, the sacred of the hidden night,
The spiritual significance of the tenebrous, dark hour.
Theophany of the twilight, a visitation of a fading light,
A revelation of the holy, a numinous, fleeting power.
L.
And so, the final stanza, a peroration of the mind,
A philosophical summation, a final, verbal spree.
The labyrinthine syntax, the narrative left far behind,
The esoteric lexicon, a phantasmagoric rhapsody.
XXX.
The anachronic simulacrum, a historical revenant,
Appears in the contemporary context, a temporal ghost.
The palimpsestic past, a layered, superimposed tenant,
Of the present’s ephemeral mansion, a nostalgic, temporal host.
XLII.
The panopticon of the self, a surveillance of the inner core,
The super-ego’s constant gaze, a self-imposed control.
The heterodoxical impulse, the rebellion from the inner law,
A subversive act of freedom, a reclamation of the soul.
XLVII.
The apocatastasis of the cosmos, a universal, final fate,
Restoring all things to their pristine, and ultimate design.
The eschatological telos of a divinely ordained state,
A final, cosmic restitution, a beatific, grand combine.
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