The Quaker graveyard at Lowell’s
Nantucket,
Longfellow’s
Newport Jewish cemetery,
Larkin’s
churchyard where the dead lay round,
The slaves’
plot over at West Main and High.
Lincoln’s
dedicated, consecrated, hallowed ground
At
Gettysburg; and new ash this spring above Big Run.
Pairings:
stars and fireflies,
Thoreau’s
fingers and the veins in leaves,
Men forked,
bare, and unaccommodated -
Corrupted
gods: upward angel, downward dog,
A part
fresh muck and part geometry.
That dull
word meaning means which of
These lines
from thing to thing can hold
If spoken,
hinted, or quick-pocketed.
No; no
private language, but illicit
Meaning
overgrows the earth,
And Durham too: this
Filthy treasure
trove.
The most
vital I have ever been
Was
shimmering in these, my spider-threads,
And fingers
tracing shining script like
Gestures in a luminescent bay;
Or stripped to skin, the air
That rests on me not even wind.
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