4071

 

4070

4070

On a different page of hours

This grief ran like a surf

Outvoiced by its motive sea:

A slight limb and ear and blank eye

Was bid, this outlarged smallest absence,

Silent

By the horizen-touching sorrow beyond.

4069

 

4068

 

4067

 4067

We fugitive spirits

We midsummer's night's dream--

We venlafaxine, we Bottom,

We valium, we Puck--

We one moment stopping

We next moment stuck.

4066

 

4065

 4065

The trick of normalcy

Carried a canvas to a field

Then conjured on a blank

A madonna of conciliation

Who anneals with a glance;

She sighed for your unpacked sorrow

Your sleight of hand that hid

What must out--

In the parlors and pubs,

As a man against the wall--

What might be the first sunflower,

The first night sky.

4064

 

4063

 4063

The time twixt branch and branch

That briefs you

Longs me like a winter shadow;

That clips space with a wing

New weighs my plot of earth.

And I'm lost to tell the sparrow

How his week is passed by my hour.

4062