Gustaf Sobin, p.2
LANGUEDOC
...rolling in gold
isometric sections, autumn's troughed vineyards
foam to the
oaks'
very edges, you who'd
squeeze fire, plumb shadow—no, not for their
words, but for the words' all—
but-
obliterated antecedent—enter, now, into light's
last
lingering retreats. weren't
'moss,' 'mistletoe,' but notes, once, struck
off that utterly
elu—
sive instrument? viol that set air itself to
so
many vibrant particles? runs, runs now to
the very fingertips,
that
twinge, that thin
il—
legible tremor: the sputtering residue, perhaps, of
a vocable empty, receptive e—
nough, once, to
be—
get. you who'd listen, who'd hear, who'd
linger in the wash of
this spent episode, while cherishing, as you
did, something
al—
together lesser yet.
...rolling in gold
isometric sections, autumn's troughed vineyards
foam to the
oaks'
very edges, you who'd
squeeze fire, plumb shadow—no, not for their
words, but for the words' all—
but-
obliterated antecedent—enter, now, into light's
last
lingering retreats. weren't
'moss,' 'mistletoe,' but notes, once, struck
off that utterly
elu—
sive instrument? viol that set air itself to
so
many vibrant particles? runs, runs now to
the very fingertips,
that
twinge, that thin
il—
legible tremor: the sputtering residue, perhaps, of
a vocable empty, receptive e—
nough, once, to
be—
get. you who'd listen, who'd hear, who'd
linger in the wash of
this spent episode, while cherishing, as you
did, something
al—
together lesser yet.