November 13, 2008

“Snobbery? But it’s only a form of despair.”

~Joseph Brodsky, “Flight from Byzantium”


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  1. Kate Says:

    old favorite

    Exeter Revisited

    Playing chess on the oil tablecloth at Sparky’s
    Cafe, with half & half for whites,
    against your specter at noon, two flights
    down from that mattress, and seven years later. Scarcely
    a gambit, by any standard. The fan’s dust-plagued
    shamrock still hums in your window–seven
    years later and pints of semen
    under the bridge–apparently not unplugged.
    What does it take to pledge allegiance
    to another biography, ocean, creed?
    The expiration date on the Indian Deed?
    A pair of turtledoves, two young pigeons?
    The Atlantic, whose long brewed invasion looks,
    on the beaches of Salisbury, self-defeating?
    Or the town hall cupola, still breast feeding
    its pale, cloud-swaddled Lux?

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