Spring 2009 • Vol. XXXI No. 2 PoetryApril 1, 2009 |

What Is Visible Is What Mostly Is

So this too is no longer a poem about the bat in the opera house and not that other one either. Nothing Fleder—. Nothing—maus. Not the brown one in the roof beams spreading its fingery wings; not the long-handled net we catch it in. What is visible is what mostly is. A relic, one small figment of fractured bone. No thing is holy or ever will be. Look: some of all the ways you could get caught: water under water or the earth beneath all that.

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