"ritornello"
mousewaltz traced in trinkets
tryst—the monster smiles—pylon
duck into dense bookstore
the door has its frore tinkle
carrier wave carves out
course bang on the sought angstrom
to wake me up irksome
echo & lost cheat-sweetness
"Among tightened wires,
minute noises swell
and change as in the woods' acoustic shell
they will, with trees as
avenues of steel
to veil invisibleness ears must feel"
—Marianne Moore
The Aiggin Stone, close to Blackstone Edge.
