Tuesday, April 29, 2008

For PB



So this is the girl soon enough,
six commas taking us farther carry this on.
Icarus is an image for you.

Most of all, we too are steadied in our writing
by an overprotective cycladic verse,
lightest of touches. The lack of an end-
ship, much like an oracle: this woman is not.

What interests me most is taking her
myths, symbols, adjectives.
I made a special loved one, a stranger, a dream sequence.
She is speech and song.

Repetition (“ecstasy”) is an outpouring,
the way time textures until transpired.