from Villa section, 1992
The Singer of the Sun,
the idea in summer.
The poem, the self, the same
passage into Autumn
into the Sun itself.
What wine does one drink?
What bread do you eat?
the sublime comes down, flattens
to the place and the spirit formed, there.
29.
The Villa of the Sun
a boarded up sublime,
a spirit storming in vacant walls,
stepping out, singing in the sun,
finding shells, making a still life,
walking in the sunset, reading poetry,
sunflowers near face, reflecting.
Gazing into sunset, blank
upon the sand, head up to sun,
head now lowered,
back of the head, a hat as halo,
a bird on a finger
held up to the sky.
Seeing the island through a
bower of leaves, arcing--
the poem reflects its region.
Puffed out play-actor
of counter-sublime
a curtain, a recurring death
of painting
sways a moment, in slim belief
the sublime being boarded,
big bent nails
banged into heavy wood.
No comments:
Post a Comment