Finding a Bible in an Abandoned Cabin

By Robert Wrigley b. 1951 Robert Wrigley
Under dust plush as a moth’s wing,   
the book’s leather cover still darkly shown,   
and everywhere else but this spot was sodden   
beneath the roof’s unraveling shingles.   
There was that back-of-the-neck lick of chill   
and then, from my index finger, the book   

opened like a blasted bird.   In its box   
of familiar and miraculous inks,   
a construction of filaments and dust,   
thoroughfares of worms, and a silage   
of silverfish husks:   in the autumn light,   
eight hundred pages of perfect wordless lace.

Poem copyright ©2007 by Robert Wrigley, whose most recent book of poetry is “Earthly Meditations: New and Selected Poems,” Penguin, 2006. Poem reprinted from “The Hudson Review,” Vol. LIX, no. 4, Winter, 2007, by permission of Robert Wrigley.

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Poet Robert Wrigley b. 1951

POET’S REGION U.S., Northwestern

Subjects Religion, Christianity

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Robert Wrigley was born in East St. Louis, Illinois. He was drafted in 1971, but was discharged as a conscientious objector. The first in his family to graduate from college, and the first male for generations to escape work in a coal mine, Wrigley earned his MFA from the University of Montana, where he studied with Madeline DeFrees, John Haines, and Richard Hugo.

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POET’S REGION U.S., Northwestern

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