Saturday, May 30, 2009

Like it, Daring (We Live the Opposite/Daring--Sappho)

On Walking Backwards
My mother forbad us to walk backwards. That
is how the dead walk, she would say. Where did
she get this idea? Perhaps from a bad transla-
tion. The dead, after all, do not walk backwards
but they do walk behind us. They have no lungs
and cannot call out but would love for us to
turn around. They are victims of love, many of
them.

Betwixt Thee and Me Let There Be Truth

     Despite his professed cult of youth and pleasure,
     he knows moral worry.

At the boarder crossing all I could heard was your pulse
  and the wind combing along my earbone
     like antimatter

VII. BUT TO HONOR TRUTH WHICH IS SMOOTH DIVINE
AND LIVES AMONG THE GODS WE MUST (WITH PLATO)
DANCE LYING WHICH LIVES DOWN BELOW AMID THE
MASS OF MEN BOTH TRAGIC AND ROUGH
All myth is an enriched pattern,
a two-faced proposition,
allowing its operator to say one thing and mean another, to lead a double life.
Hence the notion found early in ancient thought that all poets are liars.
And from the true lies of poetry
trickled out a question.

What really connects words and things?
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