May Swenson Light Poems
- 1. Landing On The Moon
When in the mask of night there shone that cut,
we were riddled. A probe reached down
and stroked some nerve in us,
as if the glint from a wizard's eye, of silver,
... - 2. The Shape Of Death
What does love look like? We know
the shape of death. Death is a cloud
immense and awesome. At first a lid
is lifted from the eye of light:
... - 3. Staying At Ed's Place
I like being in your apartment, and not disturbing anything.
As in the woods I wouldn't want to move a tree,
or change the play of sun and shadow on the ground.
... - 4. Little Lion Face
Little lion face
I stopped to pick
among the mass of thick
succulent blooms, the twice
... - 5. The Tall Figures Of Giacometti
We move by means of our mud bumps.
We bubble as do the dead but more slowly.
The products of excruciating purges
... - 6. Blue
Blue, but you are Rose, too,
and buttermilk, but with blood
dots showing through.
A little salty your white
... - 7. October
1
A smudge for the horizon
that, on a clear day, shows
the hard edge of hills and
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