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Sport 40: 2012

Poem after reading Yang Mu

page 93

Poem after reading Yang Mu

Between trees, fantasies of air.


A sparrow pecks
at the room’s ripe

interior, as you begin

to populate a beach
from memory:

     sky’s wasteland,
     bristling sea,
     rock pools’ cogent analyses.

Light trudges over pale sand.

Wind-prisms shift
in the taller dunes.


You gather yourself,

a tremulous shore.


In the sky, a flying triangle
of birds.