The very air
(Faith Reason)but we tire of spirit sight
striving always for elsewhere as we are
so much among phenomena God
loses luster where we are local only inured
to detail starting small with grasses
flowers then trees we don't know nor rocks
days to recite the names of them all
seems heaven enough to us because what is
language that “categories of thought
embodied in individual living forms” thread through us
& things equally Ñmatter a sidereal charity
& doesn't it bract doesn't it sepal & send seed splitting sheath
into soil doesn't our flesh the very fossils tremble bedrock
— Brian Teare
About the Author
Brian Teare is the author of The Room Where I Was Born and the forthcoming Pleasure. He lives and teaches in San Francisco.
