Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Long Trip Out

You occupy a shadow
              (the rain gathering above the beach)
That you were there at all should have been enough

“the forest primeval” / The Florist of Evil

                                                (wouldn’t that be Baudelaire?)

I couldn’t find my sunglasses
& then I did
they were right there where the invisible
skeleton hand left them

              Nietzsche―“When you look into the abyss
              the abyss also looks into you”

Saying anything at all is difficult enough
without having to settle upon One Absolute Meaning

Explanations are
                              almost always a disappointment

              The water was cold
                              the waves had a glassed-in purity
              that shattered into white foam
                                                with plumes of mist flying back

                              the Dragon in the Waves

I don’t know where we’re going but we’ll be there any minute now