fragment for the wind

 

Kubla Khan’, a fragment of which is featured here, is a masterful work of rhythm and imagination by Samuel Taylor Coleridge:

Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round; And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.