Here, from the list that Sevanthi provided, a Graham poem. We've been
speaking in the abstract about an idea of Graham--commenting on the real
thing may be more useful. Of course I have no idea how the lineation will
be jumbled--it looks alright on my end.
Note that the poem was posted by Dia Arts in a reading announcement--it
presumably represents Graham as she would like to be represented.
THE SURFACE
It has a hole in it. Not only where I
concentrate.
The river still ribboning, twisting up,
into its re-
arrangements, chill enlightenments, tight-knotted
quickenings
and loosenings--whispered messages dissolving
the messengers--
the river still glinting-up into its handfuls, heapings.
glassy
forgettings under the river of
my attention--
and the river of my attention laying itself down--
bending,
reassembling--over the quick leaving-offs and windy
obstacles--
and the surface rippling under the wind's attention--
rippling over the accumulations, the slowed-down drifting
permanences
of the cold
bed.
I say iridescent and I look down.
The leaves very still as they are carried.
© 1996 from Materialism (Ecco)
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