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An incantation of pursuit that calls itself love

This poem’s central claim is unsettlingly simple: the speaker imagines love as a chase that must end in capture. Each time the beloved tries to escape by changing form, the speaker answers with a more forceful arrival, insisting that perception itself is possession. The repeated address listen and beloved works like a spell: it asks for intimacy and obedience at once, as if the beloved’s role is not to speak back but to be summoned into the speaker’s dream-logic.

The tone is rapt, urgent, and increasingly grandiose, but it is also predatory. The speaker doesn’t simply find the beloved; he caught, clutched, broke, and finally picked them. What begins as a lover’s dream starts to read like a fantasy of total control.

First metamorphosis: lily on insolent waters

The beloved’s first escape is botanical and elemental: they become a great / lily atilt on waters described as insolent, as if the very medium of flight is “rude” for resisting the speaker. Yet the speaker claims a faculty that defeats disguise: i was aware of / fragrance. Smell becomes a tracking device, intimate and involuntary, suggesting that the beloved can change shape but cannot stop giving themselves away.

The response is militarized beauty. The speaker rides a horse of porphyry into the water, then the scene turns violent with the red / horse shrieking and splintering / foam. The beloved-as-flower is seized and pressed upon my / mouth, an image that could be erotic kiss or consuming bite. The tension is already clear: tenderness is expressed through a vocabulary of force, and the beloved’s delicacy (a lily) is met with an armored charge.

Second metamorphosis: bird in the marble tree

The dream repeats with a new strategy: the beloved becomes a little bird and hides in a tree of tall marble. The hiding place is paradoxical: trees are living, marble is dead; the beloved seeks refuge in something that looks like nature but is actually stone. That choice makes the escape feel like artifice, like retreating into a cold monument where ordinary touch cannot reach.

Again the speaker defeats concealment through a sensory clue: from a great way he distinguished / singing. Sound betrays the beloved the way fragrance did before. The pursuit escalates into a cosmic spectacle: riding upon a scarlet sunset, trampling the night. The beloved is caught from a shocked impossible / tower, and the language of capture becomes explicitly destructive: strained, then broke you upon my blood. That phrase is a hinge: the beloved’s resistance is not merely overcome but smashed against the speaker’s own body, as if the speaker wants violence to count as intimacy because it draws blood.

Third metamorphosis: star in heaven, and the dream turns theological

The final escape attempt is the largest: the beloved becomes a star in the kingdom / of heaven. The scale expands from water to night to eternity, and the speaker responds by enlarging himself too. He rides upon a thousand crimson years and sees the beloved close / your eyes across day and space. Even the beloved’s eyelids become an event the speaker claims to witness, as if privacy itself is impossible under this gaze.

Here the poem’s world fills with ominous authority: the throne, the automaton moon, the sombre god with a transplendant hand. The beloved’s flight has entered a moral realm, but the speaker does not become humble; he reins in years arched with agony and approaches the throne not to ask permission, but to complete the capture. The religious imagery doesn’t soften the pursuit; it dignifies it, giving domination the costume of destiny.

The sharpest contradiction: devotion that speaks in the verbs of harm

The poem’s deepest tension is between the address beloved and the actions that follow it. The beloved’s desire is framed as wrongdoing: they thought to / escape, had desire to thwart, would have deceived. The speaker’s violence is framed as correction. In that moral framing, love becomes something the beloved owes, and refusal becomes betrayal.

Yet the beloved’s metamorphoses also suggest creativity and selfhood: lily, bird, star are not ugly disguises but beautiful, even exalted forms. The speaker claims to love the beloved, but he cannot tolerate the beloved existing as anything other than an object he can seize. The recurring structure of escape and capture isn’t just a plot; it is a mindset that keeps reasserting itself.

A deliberately jarring ending: from cosmic conquest to a peasant’s apple

The final image turns abruptly domestic: i picked you as an apple is picked by the little peasants for their girls. After porphyry horses, scarlet sunsets, and thrones, the comparison is almost pastoral, even cute on the surface. But it also clarifies what has been happening all along. To pick an apple is to detach it from its tree; it is to convert a living thing into a gift, an object meant to please someone else. The beloved is not met as an equal presence but harvested.

That closing simile is the poem’s coldest move because it normalizes the capture. It suggests that what has looked like epic struggle is, to the speaker, as ordinary as a village courtship ritual. The dream ends not with mutual recognition but with ownership made to seem traditional and sweet.

A question the poem refuses to answer

If the speaker can always find the beloved by fragrance, by singing, by the closing of eyes across day and space, what would it mean for the beloved to be truly untraceable? The poem cannot imagine that possibility. Its imagination is vast enough for marble trees and crimson years, but not for consent that might withstand pursuit.