Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, GHAZALS: 55, by JAMES HARRISON



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First Line: The child crawls in widening circles, backs to the wall
Last Line: On red paper and announcing the rebirth of three dead species.
Alternate Author Name(s): Harrison, Jim
Subject(s): Vision


The child crawls in widening circles, backs to the wall
as a dog would. The lights grow dim, his mother talks.

Swag: a hot night and the clouds running low were brains and I
above them with the moon saw down through a glass skull.

And O god I think I want to sleep within some tree
or on a warmer planet beneath a march of asteroids.

He saw the lady in the Empire dress raise it to sit bare
along the black tree branch where she sang a ditty of nature.

They are packing up in the lamplight, moving out again
for the West this time sure only of inevitable miracles.

No mail delights me as much as this -- written with plum juice
on red paper and announcing the rebirth of three dead species.





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