ALMOND LEAF
My lovely Providence, a microcosm
in the ruins of modernity.
Gray pebble by the sea,
colonial casque. Slow periplum
around a clamshell iron rim –
like horseshoe crab
with buttresses, or slab
of puddingstone Bermuda-dream.
Today’s your birthday, spiny Jenny.
Evergreen of grief
& joy – almond leaf
of love’s firm spiral (funny
soul’s integrity). You showed me
Piero della Francesca –
candid paisan Maria
pendulous with incendiary
monochord (trompette marine).
You showed me Providence
over your mother’s dense
grass gravestone (swan depression).
April is your azimuth;
mine too. The cave
where Earth’s a voided grave,
where Berryman’s a vernal mouth.
Cicadas of Apollinaire
buzz over Île-de-France.
The veil of Adams’ Isis
tears – Columbia croons everywhere.
1.30.17
Newport, RI (near Berkeley's Seat)
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