Semite
what art and anti-art to lead us by the sharpness 
of its definitions connected 
to all other things this is the bond 
sung to all distances 
my distances neither Roman
 
nor barbarian the sky the low sky 
of poems precise 
as the low sky 
that women have sung from the windows 
of cities sun's light 
on the sills a poetry 
of the narrow 
end of the funnel proximity's salt gales in the narrow 
end of the funnel the proofs 
are the images the images 
overwhelming earth 
rises up 
in its light nostalgia 
of the mud guilts 
of the foxhole what is a word a name at the 
     limits
of devotion 
to life the terrible knowledge 
of deception 
a lie told my loves tragically 
pitifully had deceived 
themselves had been betrayed 
demeaned thrown away shamed 
degraded 
stripped naked Think 
think also of the children 
the guards laughing 
the one pride the pride 
of the warrior laughing so the hangman 
comes to all dinners Aim 
we tell each other the children cannot be 
     alone whereupon murder 
comes to our dinners poem born 
of a planet the size 
of a table top 
garden     forest          an awning 
fluttering four-lane 
highway the instant 
in the open the moving 
edge and one 
is I 
 From New Collected Poems by George Oppen, copyright © 1975 by George Oppen. Reprinted by permission of New Directions Publishing Corp.
