29 May 2016

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2736
In situ:
The cat.
Two hours have moved
One whisker or another 
On his grave face on the windowsill.
He did move an eye
Once to survey me,
And myself then too.

15 May 2016

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2731
Oliver Sacks has died
And the brass columns,
The pipes at each end threaded,
By caliber and density,
By mathematical qualities,
Categorized;
In the hand:
The beneficence of solidity;
Then would these brass lines bend, stretch, arc
Most curiously, pleasingly
A rulered solidity still.
How measure a quality
On the same scale merely
More interior?

2730


12 May 2016

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2729
The sparrow flew up to greet me,
Watching sharply as I was
The smoke in the sun from my cigarette.
At his second try he was in my eye,
Feathered suitor,
Four storeys balanced in the air.
He knew me I know
From our pavement conversations.
Again he came up
A bit away this time
And with a jut of himself,
Caught his prey.

07 May 2016

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2724
When in conversation with a field at night,
And bosomed with her as far as we call hers,
What shadowed fork in a listening tree,
Or arc of grass
In  a wind's voice calling,
Would tell of that secret place?

2723


27 April 2016

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2716
Along the rails that run
Up there beyond the yard you can't see them,
That always without motion run
Ran still today but in a stiller stillness.
Why?
Then we knew if aught was gone,
His quiet diamond eye would see.

17 April 2016

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2712
Not by how long I look,
Nor that it shapes the light
At noon and dusk,
Nor by its clouded fullness
In the corner of an eye,
Can a truth be made beyond
This spring-flowering tree.

16 April 2016

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2710
How my instant-self contending
With a continuous chimerical
Person,
Does tremble to do what it will!
What desolate boy with my name
Did now in a dislocated hour
Inquire of himself,
What desire?