Duncan, Robert
Roots & Branches
I think I bought this at Rust Belt Books. It's pretty chewed up, despite the fact I have only ever read a few pages of it. I apparently bought it for $4. I tend to prefer Duncan's shorter, more concise poems, like the title poem to this volume. It always makes me think of Jonathan Skinner.
Roots and Branches
Sail, monarchs, rising and falling
orange merchants in spring's flowery markets!
messengers of March in warm currents of news floating,
flitting into areas of aroma,
tracing out of air unseen roots and branches of sense
I share in thought,
filaments woven and broken where the world might light
casual certainties of me. There are
echoes of what I am in what you perform
this morning. How do you perfect my spirit!
almost restore
an imaginary tree of the living in all its doctrines
by fluttering about
intent and easy as you are, the profusion of you!
awakening transports of an inner view of things.
No comments:
Post a Comment