Sunday, February 26, 2012

What's In My Journal?


Odd things, like a button drawer. Mean

Things, fishhooks, barbs in your hand.

But marbles,too. A genius for being agreeable.

Junkyard crucifixes, voluptuous

Discards. Space for knicknacks, and for

Alaska. Evidence to hang me, or to beatify.

Clues that lead nowhere, that never connected

Anyway. Deliberate obfuscation, the kind

That takes genius. Chasms in character.

Loud omissions. Mornings that yawn above

A new grave. Pages you know exist

But you can't find them. Somebody's terribly

Inevitable life story, maybe mine.

William Stafford, from "Crossing Unmarked Snow".

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