new poetry and poetics edited by brian kim stefans - Arras.net
new poetry and poetics edited by brian kim stefans - Arras.net
new poetry and poetics edited by brian kim stefans - Arras.net
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Instead of Calling Oa k l a n d<br />
(for SL)<br />
I lift my h<strong>and</strong> from the dial <strong>and</strong> watch the sun move<br />
to you in the West. I am sitting at the tall<br />
South window <strong>and</strong> can see the chorus of four downtown<br />
towers <strong>and</strong> the small church domes<br />
In front of them. I fold the four inside<br />
shutters <strong>and</strong> watch dark streams<br />
Of silhouetted heat flow toward me over this<br />
half-filled sheet <strong>and</strong> my wrists, as the sun breaks<br />
A thick cloud gut <strong>and</strong> inverts<br />
The whole scene before me!—negative roofs <strong>and</strong> building<br />
flanks now<br />
Sopped with its flame. The sun<br />
From the clip of my pen throws quick trihedrons<br />
like water dazzle, like the wings of mayflies<br />
About the room. Now I rise, roam after these<br />
flashes of your voice<br />
My w<strong>and</strong>ed left h<strong>and</strong> <strong>and</strong> ring finger making<br />
facing me now<br />
as I chase, light dance on further <strong>and</strong> further surfaces like<br />
The telephone, the bright breakfast<br />
Scraps or the orchestral blazing door before me,<br />
Sinking as it opens<br />
into your sea.
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