8.15.2003

Here's another short chunk of In RI (from the chapter which appeared in Apex of the M):


4

The earth is sacred because fragile,
frangible, delicate
as feeling is
delicate, the way eyes move along
the ridge of an old stone wall,
or you hear
the murmuring flow in the pattern
of light beams playing across
blocks of granite, or
marble. By the waters of Babylon,
there we hung up our lyres
and wept, O
Jerusalem. By the waters,
under a pendulum of vine and
ziggurat. Seething
waters.

Turbulent flow, un-
mappable. Reflexive
mrmrmrmr -
A pyramid
Mirrors
Our
Roman aroma,
O senora,
Moonlit
Armor (cotton shield).

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