AESTHETICS! But as she speaks, Elizabeth dissects The closely textured strata of her heart, Wondering how much she's dismissed as sex, Mundane, profane and soiled, is really art. Her mother and her Major-was it art? Elizabeth considers the effects: Rhythm and symmetry-a basic chart, Room for improvisation. She reflects, And wonders, wonders, who wrote the book of sex? In Chapter One, she loves with all her heart, With someone from above to pen the text; In Chapter Two, it seems they have to part...