a still sitting man
a still sitting man
By Stephen Martin
a still sitting man
can open eyes of clouds
and pour the rain downward
to the crops of hearts
the solid back bone
on the sitting object
is vibrating unseen
the mellow calling
of the elk basin
or the bear tree
the oneness of natural telepathy
the singing of brokenness
the resting of the neutral
a concordance of wild flowers
drinking afternoon heat
all the merits of beauty
flow into the anchored man
as well as the pain
all the dogged burial rites
and the white flakey fish parts
catch on the simple planked mirrors
and are swallowed
by an unlubricated throat
a gulp
a breath
a scanning of the horizon
eyes closing again
remembering
youth
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