by C. S. Giscombe
(1981)
—for Paul Delvaux
Ran that night & pressed my face up
against the side of the Lakeshore
thinking what?
Memory shining in one thing to the next,
the sleeping car unimaginably smooth
against my cheek
& cool–
Memory so similar to all else
it’s everywhere,
all border
(meaning edge & meaning
endlessly more to go along
From:
At Large (Excerpt)
Last updated February 21, 2023