CALM CURRENT
The daggers of the sumac (plum-
red, maroon) accent
the gash of a calm current
between these knotted forks of autumn
cottonwood. The knot itself
an ellipse, like bole
of oak (hollow hole...
screech owl?) – for an emerald elf.
The Green Man in the green glade.
Prehistoric American?
Or an Irish cousin.
Gardener in the garden (maid
Magdalen’s Gesthemane).
The river is a strong
brown Gould. Unstrung
out of New Hampshire (Alleghany?
Ohio?). Or maybe Negus, Ravlin...
leading the flock mesmerized
to Iowa (West Branch,
shepherd). Buzzing a Quaker violin.
We have dawdled long enough
in Babylon, children.
The labyrinth (Parisian)
folds Theseus into a trough
much like a Mississippi mirror
dreamscape, umbilical
(& smoothly paradoxical).
We mumble into the interior.
10.29.18
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