4078

 

4077

 

4076

 

4075

 

4074

 

4073

 

4072

 4072

So few and less, then one

Ladybug is on the moon,

Our ceiling.

This last utopian

Who once like a rising rain,

With his flickering myriads,

Made the earth a sky

From which clipped petals fell,

Now surveys his whole life's portion,

An unfellowed expanse.

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

 

4061

 4061

In my grandmother's house

Love-in-idleness

Will be her words unheard

Whose voice was sensibility;

Will be murmurs without

Her florescent sanctuary

That hold a scent of grace

In present memory.

A neon halo stayed her head

To be wove in recollection

Too, such wonders, Coca-Cola,

Fixed, a constellation breathing.

4060

 

4059