Tuesday, May 4, 2010

55) Greeting

That wood pole's
rosy crossbar,

shouldering a complement
of knobs,

like clothespins
or Xmas lights,

to which crinkly
wires rise up
from adjacent yards.

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I miss circumstance
already —

the way a single word
could mean

necessary, relative
provisional

and a bird flicks past
leaving

the sense that one
has waved one's hand.

---Rae Armantrout

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