2011 Issue - Santa Fe Community College
2011 Issue - Santa Fe Community College
2011 Issue - Santa Fe Community College
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in his voice, will not be spoken again, & which,<br />
with his voice, probably will languish<br />
in the prison of the page. And so at last<br />
the poet and the poem will share<br />
a mild entombment, or,<br />
someday in Missoula, walking on Higgins,<br />
a quick, bemused snatch of voice<br />
then nothing.<br />
I don’t expect to see him, striding<br />
with his leather jacket and thin curlicues of hair,<br />
that angelic or Rilkean profile,<br />
even though he was, clearly, only a man<br />
like any other, but one rifted with ore,<br />
older than everyone, stunned<br />
by song. I recall him now,<br />
holding the delicious line,<br />
delicious to him,<br />
“like the sun she rises<br />
in her flame flamingo infants’ wear” ––<br />
that precious and baleful line<br />
not his, but offered anyway, held out<br />
like a child for baptism, held out<br />
as I hold out this poem<br />
in the already failing light.<br />
<strong>Santa</strong> <strong>Fe</strong> Literary Review 47