You Said Eden Disappeared
But the sea / which no one tends / is also a garden
—Williams, “Asphodel, That Greeny Flower”
Drink the glacier’s milk and silt Our prayers rise
wingless and nighted by frost as the fossil of Uriel
burns like alcohol across the mouth of a wound
Forget the dull evangelical vision The two waters
Forget the dull evangelical vision The two waters
of heaven drank the garden but it still springs and fruits
beneath the fathoms We caught the snowflake eel
beneath the fathoms We caught the snowflake eel
with a bird cage so now you’re safe enough to surrender
to my hand up your shirt my tongue on your ear
to my hand up your shirt my tongue on your ear
Eat this my morning Our hearts as gold as honey
turned to crystals inside the cachalot It’s fine if
turned to crystals inside the cachalot It’s fine if
you’re ribbed with echoes and nets For too long
I waited an untended bed of starfish I followed
I waited an untended bed of starfish I followed
the coven of thunderheads to rumors of Atlantis
wanted the christening of thunder My love witched
wanted the christening of thunder My love witched
the loudest waters from roots but now they obey
your gravity I believe in the second chance at the bottom
your gravity I believe in the second chance at the bottom
of the waterfall in the way ice heals itself in the way
a fish accepts the lesson of the hook Take your mouth
a fish accepts the lesson of the hook Take your mouth
off my breast the world isn’t there So much forgiveness
awaits us the green seas part as the angel approaches
awaits us the green seas part as the angel approaches
