Fall 2010 • Vol. XXXII No. 4 PoetryOctober 1, 2010 |

In This World to Be Lost

Get dressed---              We should leave, now. As for the so-called waters of persuasion, why not cast what's left of belief upon them?           As when we come to love a thing for no better reason than that we have found it, and find it wants for love. Have you ever done that?          Some asleep-looking bird, say, that's dead really, lying dead in the straw-grass, the grass and the imaginary conversation it makes with itself. . . .             Or any man in tears, whispering If I go down on whoever tells me to, is it prayer, isn't it, did I pray enough? Waves, then waves in reverse---                      maybe that's all we're given. Maybe stamina's just a fairer form of stubborn, and maybe not. As for autumn, that predictable drama will soon enough, presumably,           be again be

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Carl Phillips
Carl Phillips is the author of thirteen books of poems, most recently Reconnaissance (FSG, 2015). He teaches at Washington University in St. Louis.

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