From Gifts, Parties, Titles, Unrests: Poems from A Lost Decade
published by Down With Grundy, Publisher
(now Banana-Cue Books, Publisher)

Mothers

 

Every day I water the plants I do not know the names of,
I hear the cackle of my mother pleading I do not forget
                           to not drown
These with water: just enough to let them drowse in their
Curious exigencies of facility, free. And such other heat
                           (which?)
Would have us running wild with busy pleasure (yet, also,
                           protests)
Seething in the name of love, and satisfaction. So, do
                           not drowsily
                           douse
Them to quick barrenness, son, pour upon the stems trickles
                           and just enough
                           sprinkles on leaves to
Waken a slow reason for collecting flower-plants. We hum
                           their
Own existences of sheer warm desire and busy treasure
                           (which?),
We hum their own fancies of vestigial flames in some des-
                           ert of pots.

 

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