Monday, December 08, 2008

After Magritte / Rae Armantrout






As a child,
I was abandoned

in a story
made of trees.

Here’s a small
gasp

of this clearing
come “upon” “again”

from Rae Armantrout’s “The Way,” from Veil. There's a great discussion of the complete poem with Charles Bernstein, Ron Silliman, and Rachel Blau DuPlessis on PoemTalk.

1 comment:

troylloyd said...

excellent woodwork,
illustrating the forestry
of language, the foliage
of each seed, 26 species
foraging the ground for
that groundless liberation.