Careful, a night set on edge the European tradition of virtuoso and the raw desire to articulate. I pushed them both backward on the bed in the end and each played on, one first try and then another. Soft then on succession thought. The instrument all torso is loved where are held fitting the flown down housemartin with a reed or belying midway uncertainty in tandem the hands, and acts adolescent. A natural vaults a natural development, his farther back barn jacket American and strewn as if spare. Thought soft the crescendo all along saws, neither stroke inward or from the heart except it begins unbecoming building in roomy youth. We have our no, libido, go. Then all limbs arms and loudly I don't want to play down the skillless touch.
In Their Motions
At an intersection of lanes within a cemetery,
a corner quartered, a cardinal quad, a cross, from
above, the one star in the gloaming
bright in its area—Was that a yes? It had been
a day of winking receptivity. I looked up
the word fend to see if its stave and manage
meanings had separate derivations. Haven’t.
Manage, is it, one does in the little city
of a cemetery, to stroll its arbors
completely and return to the gates?
Come to know its mounds and overhang
shag semantics and compare
what cannot be known of shade
and piano stone and serenity in
the rest of Boston. Sat right here with
a feuilleton once, wet and dry in the rain
reading, happy to feel on the page
an every now and then thump of life
and keep the thread of the narrative.
Fend is only short for defend, of course,
whereas I had expected a fennel frond
or a foil or something inner forest feeling.
Who meant it first as doing without others
who might have helped? Jackson, Thomas.
1627, in his Treatise of the Divine Essence
and Attributes: they do not direct their brood
in their motions but leave them to fend
for themselves. Not far in you find
a place from which to view the broken
families, on the knitted moss and natural
gravel beneath the juniper and fir.
I wonder who they were.