>>>>x>>>>>>>x the future x <<<<<<x<<<<
MOTHS WALKING ALONG
After a million years, you drew a breath
Paused till it seemed more accurate
Not to
The skin between a day and a day is
Moths walking along
A pointy lurch when it works >>>> to keep
Wednesday from forever
In the same manner, the literal
Fits through any place if you turn it sideways
As they fit a cross through slatted doors
(A cross is a kiss turned sideways)
Others work in the garden
Spraying surrounding squash blossoms
Whole panamas of water
Not to be lost in the blend
Or consolidate the rose
That dread or delight
Some mixture once assured you
San Juan Bautista Mission, 1797
—Brenda Hillman
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from Cascadia, Wesleyan Univ. Press 2001
Posted by dwaber at March 17, 2008 03:59 PM