a cento for dew
Smacks like fresh water in a can, like the sea
When light and sunbeams, warm and kind,
were destroyed. As the wind veered upon the drifting
Days, weeks, months, years this dew, these bright dead eyes
watching the pier as the ship sails away, or what it will seem
has come to us:
Magic rain magic mist magic dew magic hail
something about it has changed
The new morning light is a primitive
dew: for a moment light in
a shadow in the shape of a house
destroys the picture.
Wallace Stevens, John Clare, Basil Bunting, Mabel Simpson, Christina Rossetti, Mark Strand, Christian Wiman, Thomas McCarthy, Laura Kasischke, Beatrice Ravenel, William Pitt Root, Christian Wiman, Peter Gizzi.
Smacks like fresh water in a can, like the sea
When light and sunbeams, warm and kind,
were destroyed. As the wind veered upon the drifting
Days, weeks, months, years this dew, these bright dead eyes
watching the pier as the ship sails away, or what it will seem
has come to us:
Magic rain magic mist magic dew magic hail
something about it has changed
The new morning light is a primitive
dew: for a moment light in
a shadow in the shape of a house
destroys the picture.
Wallace Stevens, John Clare, Basil Bunting, Mabel Simpson, Christina Rossetti, Mark Strand, Christian Wiman, Thomas McCarthy, Laura Kasischke, Beatrice Ravenel, William Pitt Root, Christian Wiman, Peter Gizzi.