Crescent by C. D. Wright

Crescent

 

In recent months I have become intent on seizing happi-

ness: to this end I applied various shades of blue: only

the evening is outside us now propagating honeysuckle:

I am trying to invent a new way of moving under my

dress: the room squares off against this: watch the water

glitter with excitement: when we cut below the silver

skin of the surface the center retains its fluidity: do I still

remind you of a locust clinging to a branch: I give you

an idea of the damages: you would let edges be edges:

believe me: when their eyes poured over your long body

of poetry I also was there: when they laid their hands on

your glass shade I also was there: when they their

whole trust in your grace I had to step outside to get

away from the cravenness: we have done these things to

each other without benefit of a mirror: unlike the hon-

eysuckle goodness does not overtake us: yet the thigh

keeps quiet under nylon: later beneath the blueness of the

trees the future falls out of place: something always hap-

pens: draw nearer my dear: never fear: the world spins

nightly toward its brightness and we are on it