I’ve told her now so long
so often and sojourn salut
diamond
star or
(ouest
or quest or)
worry bead
relinquish
redolent as always
as the heated rose
summer and
a scent
(allot illusion as
is necessary to)
annealing praise
reticulate as tongue
mighty and a mouse
alike a maze
can he her up haul
or over if and may
asylum for her worship
in the night announce
the word of way
widen the weave
the was or is of
story is a story of
This poem “Descent, as Usual, into Hell” originally appeared in The Art of Autobiography. Spec. issue of Canadian Literature 90 (Autumn 1981): 91.
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