Lincoln Center 2

Ad Fontes

The falling

water rhythms of

the heart

of a fountain

a city of valves, pipes

gushing, rushing

pushes against the

weight of the earth and tumbles

lost in the swirling

water thrusts columns

heaven-torn caryatids hang

Naiads flesh out, twist, melt

relapse

hear Atlantis singing

as she sinks