POEM
A Literalist
the root and mirror
of a plant
its shape
and power familiar
iris
the light is disturbed by
the boxwood leaves
shining
rosemary
green, unblossoming
(the earth is too damp)
the eye catches
almost a tune
the moth in the piano
wherein
unhammered
the air rings with
an earlier un
ease of the senses
disturbed ( by Mrs. Arpan,
wife of a sailor
Robin Blaser, “A Literalist” from The Holy Forest: Collected Poems of Robin Blaser. Copyright © 2006 by Robin Blaser. Reprinted by permission of University of California Press.
Source: The Holy Forest: Collected Poems of Robin Blaser (University of California Press, 2006)
