tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post4725214832904228468..comments2023-05-14T02:13:31.056-07:00Comments on ein klage-himmel: (desire)James Owenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07614935078978354375noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858454538187432037.post-65463745474205769222014-06-05T09:36:33.686-07:002014-06-05T09:36:33.686-07:00i can't help but think of our child as each sa...i can't help but think of our child as each salmon or as each natural thing we encounter, porcupine, possum, bear, moose not so distant scraping his antlers in the forest, just as i can not resist feeling we are their child. and so while we have not risked the chaos in this one way (and a part of me will always mourn what we did not dare to create) i feel we hover close to chaos, together. i do not wish to take any further shelter.<br /><br />your poem, how it flexes inside language<i> with</i> the world's movement, is gorgeous. you know already how i recount each line's gesture, how i touch each line, each image, like ribs)))<br /><br />xo<br />erinerinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16636371927224076866noreply@blogger.com