I. There is a horse wearing a serpent’s scales; Ji Gong, Andrew the Fool, A wandering janus head. The red mane of that solar steed, Four eyes behind the wool; And for a stone upon that brand’s pommel The periwinkle moon was set. Job for his master won that bet; Upon the horse’s back, The silver silver Lady of the Lake, Was swallowing the stars Like a whale swallows krill, Or the earth pumpkin seeds, Human marsupial, World without end inviolate. But I am drunk beneath a sycamore In the blue breast of our winter, And so out of my hand does fall the pen. II. Elijah ate The barley cake, Cooked over excrement. The Lady of the Lake Holds a white branch of grapes, World without end inviolate. That horse looks like a peacock or a drake Which pulls the crystal nautilus That is her chariot. III. The Holy Grail And a whole host of drunken men; That draught was full of stars, World without end.
Do I detect a certain triadic progression?
I didn't structure it consciously, but there may be. I trust the keenness of your eye.
Well, there are different kinds of triads; I couldn't say for sure. I like the drunken word play, though!