Sonnets To JenniCam I, 7

November 6, 1996 ?

Seeing, that's it! One called to invite our gaze, she emerged like gold from the stream's coarse rocks. Sight after gleaming sight, her daily life becomes our dreams. When she is gripped by that goddess-mission, not even night can make her dark. All becomes light, all becomes vision, shining with her sensuous spark. Even the carping of critics and prudes can't shame her pure beatitudes, nor that in her past some sadness lies. She's the lone original webcam girl who offers up unto the world golden apples for our eyes.

San Jose, January 25, 1999

In addition to being a tribute to Jenni, this poem is also a satire of R. M. Rilke's "Sonnets to Orpheus I, 7".