Semopause

The Eonvergil comes again.
That’s not its name. That’s not a name.

The desire to find the right name,
However, is so strong, even

For the invention of a pause
Between names and naming, between

All the talking and listening
To names, the music and viewing,

The silent reading, the thinking,
If only that were possible,

That during the allotted pause,
No music, no books, and no news,

No shows, no signs of any kind,
The mind strains to find the right name.