Paul Hoover : fate doesn’t understand

Fall '08 TOC

the dead know they are dead
            more than we know we’re alive
I write therefore I’m typed
            which is why the children murmur

last and first are badly named
            there is no last world
only first persons
            fate is beauty, madam
of what would be surprising
            some things are unrehearsed

death’s too full of being
            immortal of course but filthy
the thump of an iron
            reminds us of the real
the reader stands with back turned
            I, lost in its premonitions

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