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Landis Everson’s Followers (2)
Landis Everson
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Everything Preserved: Poems 1955-2005
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2006
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When You Have a Rabbit
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2008
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When You Have A Rabbit
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“Among the valleys of the distant waves
we will eventually meet. […]
The orange sun will recognize us. It owes us.
It will be the sun from nineteen hundred and forty-forever.
O no cloud in the sky! O ocean full of fish hiding!
The sun seduced us before we could be virgins.”
― Everything Preserved: Poems 1955-2005
we will eventually meet. […]
The orange sun will recognize us. It owes us.
It will be the sun from nineteen hundred and forty-forever.
O no cloud in the sky! O ocean full of fish hiding!
The sun seduced us before we could be virgins.”
― Everything Preserved: Poems 1955-2005
“I try to describe you to the river. I say you’re a snag—
Something the river can understand—catching my heart,
That I’m rowing without oars, that this is some trip,
Never able to leave you, bracing hard against swirls
That confuse me, that the whole ghostly place seems like a trap
Without bait, that nothing arrives anyplace near
Where you and I once wanted to be.
from “The Little Ghosts I Played with”
― Everything Preserved: Poems 1955-2005
Something the river can understand—catching my heart,
That I’m rowing without oars, that this is some trip,
Never able to leave you, bracing hard against swirls
That confuse me, that the whole ghostly place seems like a trap
Without bait, that nothing arrives anyplace near
Where you and I once wanted to be.
from “The Little Ghosts I Played with”
― Everything Preserved: Poems 1955-2005
“If there appeared a stranger to you
bending down for a kiss
unexpectedly
would you walk without clothes
out of the mirror’s view
to discover if it is you who
are the true stranger
you promised yourself to.
Does your face open on hinges
and inside two strangers entwine
and a trumpet sings out each time you look out
of the space left out
when your eyes shine in.”
― Everything Preserved: Poems 1955-2005
bending down for a kiss
unexpectedly
would you walk without clothes
out of the mirror’s view
to discover if it is you who
are the true stranger
you promised yourself to.
Does your face open on hinges
and inside two strangers entwine
and a trumpet sings out each time you look out
of the space left out
when your eyes shine in.”
― Everything Preserved: Poems 1955-2005
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