Aubade
for Andrew Joron
the desire to show is destruction
in lessons forgot before learned
no shrunken heads hang by wires
no mourning songs of half-remembered
shutters open the width of an eyelash
it is enough for vision to run
its finger along, for access to steal
from forbidden shores the still-cold
beams of night and pack them in ice
but a child couldn’t live here nonetheless
in the morning is come a bell that summons
a fortune that reads she will soon
cross the water and the intended instructions
which may not florish after all
she leaves a painting outside her room
and in the morning it’s gone
and not one word is spoke between them
but her father carries it to his grave
the desire to show is destruction
and we are not hung with skins
we must follow internal echoes
commit ourselves to memory
Copyright Credit: Garrett Caples, “Aubade” from The Garrett Caples Reader. Copyright © 1999 by Garrett Caples, published by Black Square Editions. Reprinted by permission of Garrett Caples.
Source: The Garrett Caples Reader (Black Square Editions, 1999)