A poem records an argosy, reaps paradisal harvest evoking the primordial atmosphere
of myth. It transposes animal perception into the realm of Soul with a nonchalance 
the meticulous alone may wield. On Truth's watch, a poet risks his head 
to plunder the Witch’s world, holding his breath to fetch the pearls of Weird,
and tricks the Hallows into gifting him with apples of gold.