10.31.2008

Halloween Theme #3


For Halloween, I want to be Mountain Rivera, freshly defeated by Cassius Clay.
More to come on Mountain and Requiem for a Heavyweight.
Happy Halloween.
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Anonymous said...

Mystery Gardening



I will rescue the convent garden.
Clean chicory and over-
grown. A plane flies
too low, carries our voices
away. Riveted seams
on its soft grey
belly. At least
it’s not death,
curled back
like a yogurt top.
I prefer to build
this wall, for the time
being. Though not the straightest

I’ve seen, or the prettiest
it is a wall, with all its standing
up, its attention to
nothing. What passes
for my own attention is not nearly
so vertical. Nun fantasies
corrupted by the third
year. Something always
happens. Sister. But I’d have been
happy, content until proven

otherwise. And I’ll miss my spare
room and utter lack
of hair. I turn
the compost, wrists
clicking. You move
as one body
off the ground, hands
a tangle of grass. How,

my friend, are we
assembled?
Swallows careen
above us, seed
a blue-green cloud.
I learn
to look
at your face,
just see it.


xoxo
lily

31.10.08

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