Bellissimo as Faust
then pure movement: four limbs rising,
veins in the darkness, passage of thought, cloud
opening. What you say? What came rippling
after rejection, through the night?
There he stood, red-haired before me
with a crown of cold waves and whiffs
of lake-weed. There for the taking.
Crowning me said You're mine. Speak your mind.
By morning the director called. I was chosen.
Derek Webster edits Maisonneuve, an arts magazine debuting later this year. His poems are forthcoming in Bomb, The Antigonish Review, and The Nerve Anthology.
Originally published in the February/March 2002 issue of Boston Review