Sunday, January 26, 2014

MUSIC FOR THE MODERN WING

Calmly conducted
on
through the next
to last
soft airy corridor

many tired
pairs
of dark boots
step smarty—of their own accord

forward—
in time
by the
light repeating

whole notes—flung
down
across long wooden

staves—by the
perfect
light of consecutive
and
infinite windowpanes.