“It took dominion everywhere.”
–Wallace Stevens
why do we pretend
our moves determine
so much as to what
we allow ourselves to see
like the harried tourist
stopping along the way
to gather the view
into something known
something manageable
something easily folded
into a pocket and lost
the wilderness flows
without our definitions
of control or of what
we want the wilderness
to be for us but beyond
beyond the tight margins
on our inscribed maps
beyond dream’s awareness
beyond what we pretend
to grasp in translation
stuttering each to each
(October 20, 2014)
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