Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Contiguous

Contiguous

Teak is particleboard,
everything is. Contiguous,
cohesive, dense as the contents
of a vacuum bag. You know
how experience can shimmer
when it seems sewn together,
a sequined scarf, shaken,
jingling. How the edges
of memory and observation
reach for one another,
the fiery Red Maple leaves
this afternoon become
the damp leaves you’d gather
in your hands and throw,
the reverberating clatter
of the rake if it scraped
pavement or stone instead
of grass.

1 comment:

  1. My favorite part: "How the edges
    of memory and observation
    reach for one another"

    But I like it all--the dark play with hard and dense and scraping and soft and wet.

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