4.18.2018

ship of wind




EGYPTIAN BARGE

A prairie fire like a freight train
fed by wind (your searing
Word).  Not for hearing
but for doing... here it comes again.

Will cauterize your poetry
to cinder of Egyptian
barge.  Lips burn
ice friezes (hay society).

A replica of ancient Greece,
delicate, peevish...
stern Rome’s thievish
siblings (disguised in fleece).

The Pilgrims’ covenant of winter
light – bewildered, free –
a broken redwood tree
(toppled by Oldman’s greedy splinter-

group).  The milk train of the nations
merges with its blistered
rails.  Longfellow heard
rain fall... Berryman damnations.

Who shivers like a flame against
the edge?  Is it Henry
hisself (decrepit Limentani)?
The canoe in the garage (All Saints’

Day shrine)?  Her candle, wavering
above extinction... hum
of rock-dove (columbarium).
Rose bridge of lips, life-savoring.

4.18.18

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