Friday, October 5, 2012

Harriet By Robert Lowell (Born in January 4, 1957)



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Half a year, then a year and a half, then
ten and a half-the pathos of a child's fractions, turning
up each summer. Her God-you gave up...Things whirl
in the chainsaw bite of whatever squares.
the universe by name and number. For
the hundredth time, we slice the fog, and round
the village with our headlights on the ground,
Like the first philosopher Thales who thought all things water
and fell, ...trying to find a car
key...it cannot be here, and so it must be there
behind the next crook in the road or growth
of fog_ there blinded by our feeble beams,
a face, clock-white, still friendly to the earth.

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