Friday, July 10, 2009
Excerpt from Another Life by Derek Walcott :
begin again,
from what we have always known, nothing,
from that carnal slime of the garden...
by this aurgery of ibises
flying at evening from the melting trees,
while the silver-hammered charger of the marsh light
brings toward us, again and agains, in beaten scrolls
nothing, then nothing,
and then nothing. (286-87)
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