User:Joe Spencer/facsimile no. 1: un-scene

  facsimile no. 1: un-scene
  
  the site of this (so far from thrown
  is Abram there, he is not shone
  to be, ex-scept[re?] as wrest-ling lane
  upon a bed) fills me with pane,
  through which I, sea, the dwelling of
  the subtil sir, pent up above
  the pil[f?]ered heavens, take in all;
  so dove appears there, answ'ring call

• The scripture that inspired this poem: Facsimile no. 1 from the Book of Abraham.
• Other scriptures explored in this poem: Facsimiles 2 and 3.