A river runs chasing its stillness

A leaf flying away in a postage stamp
sending itself back to itself

The grass is searching through the grass

The cresting sea waves are a crazed construction—
gulls rise out of it crying ruin, ruin

And the travelling eye of light
is focusing through the rain
floating vast transparent arks in the shoreless air.

Questions and Answers

What inspired “Arks”?

I was thinking about imagination. The arks here are arks of the imagination.

What poetic techniques did you use in “Arks”?

I was trying here to be faithful to an intonation I could hear in my head.

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