Yellow Stars and Ice
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From a sequence, "The Countries Surrounding the Garden of Eden":
Gihon, that compasseth the whole land
At the first frost we found our sheep with strangled hearts, lying on their backs in the frozen clover, their eyes wide open as if they were surprised by a constellation of drought or endless winter. The wolves walked into the snow, like men who have given up living without love; cows would no longer let go of their calves, hiding them deep in the birch groves. Everywhere the roads gave off their wild animal cries, running toward the edge of what we had thought was the world. And the names of things as we knew them would no longer bring them to us.
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Yellow Stars and Ice - Susan Stewart
My Ear to the Chest of the World
I put my ear to the chest of the world,
my ear to the pillow soaked
with dawn, and what returns
are the muted cymbals
of my own insomniac
heart, like someone
throwing glasses at a wall
all night and none of them
breaking. What a life my body
will carry on without me!
What enormous rivers
tearing free of the mountains.
It begins with the hoarse violin
scrapes of the sparrows
and the moon’s slow dance
across the gleaming
white basin.
1 from the throw of hours
Every True Miracle
Every true miracle happens in the morning.
The heads and feet of our beds live on
and between them, our own heads and feet,
and between them, we say "It’s us,
we’re still here" with voices that haven’t
cracked or split, that haven’t changed keys
in the night. To brush our teeth is not
to destroy them. Only a little hair falls out,
hardly any skin comes off on the washcloth.
The inhabitants match the mailbox and the days
of the week are reliable. This is as astonishing
as orange juice, or soap that has risen
from ashes, as smooth and white as
an angel’s hand and much simpler to believe in.
For the body never blows up. In spite
of heavy winds no limbs fall off. The birds
never wake up angrily, the milkman
walks on toes of tremendous kindness.
When it rains, the world doesn’t melt,
and when it snows, the snow disappears
not the porch roof. Not a single building
has switched with another, not a single
bridge has buckled under by daybreak
with the weight of stars and buses.
The garden shakes off the dew like a puppy.
Light runs around the town without
a wheelchair, the church bells are acting
like acrobats. Even the mice survive!
A stranger is waking across the river
and by nightfall you may walk into his sleep.
The Long Boats of the Afternoon
Everywhere the long boats of the afternoon sail
in and out of the windows, dipping through
the low murmurs of mothers and children, pulled
by the sad August light on the shades. Imagine
blue hydrangeas shaking loose in a light rain,
a petal flickering like a startled moth, a white
moth disappearing into a white wall
and back, the wall folding into itself. And
out. It’s only my cool hand and my white dress
in the water. It’s only your single black shoe,
tap dancing around the room like a cricket.
Everywhere the afternoon comes swelling
through the windows, picking the locks
and prying open the bars like a grand
beginning that trails into a whisper or
an insect’s song, rising in the heat. A yellowed
newspaper unfolds like a water lily and even
the news is news. Your black shoe is trying
its best to speak. The long boats drift slowly
by through the shadows, their blue flags
disappearing into the sky and back.
Their hulls are weighted by the trunks
of immigrants and prisoners, and by
lovers eloping with ropes and ladders.
A girl in the stem trails her hand through
the light, and the moon splashes out
like a flickering sheet of paper. And because
of this simple and absent-minded gesture,
she is the one who has written this poem.
At Six
for Edward