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Delitescency.

“However it happened, I was in the 7th edition. For half a decade, I was part of Contemporary American Poetry. I was included! After so many years of excludedness, I was in. In the 7th edition.

But I ain’t in the 8th.” –Bill Knott’s Blog (1/6/2007)

"To a certain kind of sensibility, the only thing better than a ruin is a ruin leaning against an older ruin."

cannot draw back one green sprig
into the branch of the day before

plants die by degrees
a felicity unknown to the animal kingdom

no more need to be wearing gray
but gray is all i have now

gray prophetic
& somehow also beside the point

nails keep breaking in small ways
like my words, before they can make their point

arms remember where they were pierced
absurd stigmata, Gray, but what other?

"The artworks in silk with their encoded signs remind me of the microscopic but incredibly detailed silk maps that British armed services personnel, mainly RAF, were given during WWII so if they ended up behind enemy lines they had a reasonable chance of making it home."