Wednesday, August 1, 2012

7

I turn now to the book’s methodology
when the fog hangs low
jostled as are the waters approaching
rewritten from the perspective
of the little old lady

one manifestation of what I call intermediation
gathering mist and letting it fall
and to concern myself less with the publishers of poetry
the very concepts of homogenous national cultures
there against the fierce blue of the sky

making, storing, and transmitting
in renitent release
the human situation that motivated my phone call and visit
of the asymmetrical worlds that exist
there in the home of the little old lady

however, in regard to the poems I left with you
I like to think there is overwhelming evidence
of the city that extends before us
complex transactions between bodies and texts
contrary to a sculpture in a museum

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