Fall 1993 • Vol. XV No. 4 Science, Science Fiction and PoetryOctober 1, 1993 |

A New Notice of Motion: The Lover Waiting

You said you were coming. In the meantime the sun spider is circling before the tilting horizon upside down, and the founding of the orb snail is spiraling itself into rock tunnels. The descending roots of the white water lilies are wavering and swimming with light like slow creek currents. You said you were coming, and the hovering darner at the same time is creating a thummering heart of green wings midair above the marshes, and the rose swamp rose is swallowing hard inward to scarlet seed, and the teeth of the stars are holding fierce behind the blue silk of the afternoon. False prayers and violent loyalties are moving out of the past and falling. The mellow, the staid, the radiant, during your coming, braid themselves and unravel in circles like rope swings wound tightly and set loose. Your motion relative to all these motions, kin to the studious motion of my waiting, crosses the wide courses of the moon, bisects the layered routes of the wind, traverses the pivotin

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