No more desire flayeth me,
No more for us the trembling
At the meeting of hands.
Lo the fair dead!
“Voilà la Plaza and an array of vertical ties
Uh-oh Bomb-squad vans parked outside
I feel renegade and clairvoyant
amidst the secret securities
with doodads in their ears
Maybe it’s the President again
outside the St. Moritz
I pause at the lovely liatus
The sweet autumn clematis”
Maggie Nelson | “Carnegie Hall”