I was astonished at the mysterious slow-motion quality

The water was at a standstill because of the severity of the wind, taking on the glassy sheen described by authors who are moved by personal destiny
and buy photographic postcards to capture the touched-up beauty
in which monks are chanting or the moss is growing up the north side
of the rock walls extending like the Handel aria she sang, her voice a waterfall
reaching from the top beyond the line of vision into the chasm I fell into
in my dreams later that afternoon as I seemed to keep falling into
no matter the various devices staged to prevent such an inexplicable loss of
balance in the sounds are stilled and by coincidence I feel it all
because at this time of year the shadows lengthen across the lawn
where someone makes her inarticulate way in the same direction.



About the Author

Martha Ronk is the author of Why/Why Not and In a landscape of having to repeat, winner of PEN USA’s 2005 Literary Award for poetry. Her forthcoming book, Vertigo, was a winner of the 2006 National Poetry Series Open Competition.




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