Heather McHugh - The Father of the Predicaments

Heather McHugh - The Father of the Predicaments

He came at night to each of us asleep br And trained us in the virtues we most lacked. br Me he admonished to return his stare br Correctly, without fear.Unless I could, br Unblinking, more and more incline br Toward a deep unblinkingness of his, br He would not let me rest.Outside br In the dark of the world, at the foot br Of the library steps, there lurked br A Mercury of rust, its cab half-lit. br (Two worldly forms who huddled there br Knew what they meant.I had no business br br With the things they knew.Nor did I feel myself br Drawn back through Circulation into Reference, br Until I saw how blue I had become, by virtue br Of its five TVs, their monitors abuzz with is's br br Etymologies...


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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