In Particular | Text of the Poem

Recognition in the body
moves like a swarm of bees: you know all
over at once. Your place
in history has not been betrayed
as you find what you really feel follows 5
no language: wild stir
of insects, flurry of birds, one bone
of the earth shows through, night root
tightened within its ground.

Can we be hypnotized by the primitive? 10
I heard a tick, tick, tick
once, turned and stared with the light
thinking about nothing.
But I noticed the fine grain of sink wood
like waves, weaving, the real...












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