upon the loss of pendiscarded two-timed elegyfor newness & dust that covers ages & movements. close to eye & close to paper the weight of a dead postcard is upturned; pages like arms at sea, bodies to sea like scattered paper, twice its weight in water too green to know, too grey to float. we fly, loveless colour & lost vessels--hopeless crate of heart. signed papers underwater--they scrawl & bite rapture: drowned, encased in high rise & blindness. a timeless voice, hoarse tide & whisper. [back] |