[“AND THERE IS NOTHING LEFT EXCEPT LIGHT”]
Poem after Wallace Stevens after Cole Swensen
“and there is nothing
left except light”
and an animal dying
contains light
what it leaves behind
there is a spectrum
of theories spirit
dust suspended
in the air prayer ash
and they enter
into the body
through the breath
to the darkest chamber of the heart
a home
its failures
the garden overgrown an abandoned house a hotel
its knocking
fold yr. hands Child
if there is light
if y. see the steeple
if y. see the people
for Josephine Lojek
& to Julia Zukauskas, Ann Milon, & M
(Fall 2014 / Chicago, IL / Riverside, IA)