July/Aug 2018 • Vol. XL No. 4 PoetryJuly 1, 2018 |

The Fortune-Teller

in memoriam Joanne Kyger you have no body even when it hurts so much some matter has arranged to be you hasn’t it then you go to the fortune-teller I went to sev- eral when young one even had a membrane over her iris but they didn’t understand me as well as I did oh I was just curious Remember “signs” what remember I remember my imag- ination houses I visit nonexistent or a grotto no remember when Joanne got me to write a collaborative note with her and leave it in a tree for Donald Allen who was feeling bad we rolled it up a scroll tied with ribbon mostly she made me shy at some point I re- alized, though, she liked human niceness more than I —the scroll—she liked surprise birthday parties what I liked was her voice I never knew what she and Bob Creeley were going on about I was 25 later she said everyone in Bolinas loved me I know that isn’t true and Philip loved her so much id she really not know that? “batty inexor- able logic

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Alice Notley’s latest books are Songs and Stories of the Ghouls; Culture of One; and Reason and Other Women. She lives and writes in Paris.

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