Friday, July 8, 2022


One by one, 
all the names 
become known, 

are freeze-dried
and packed 
into gelcaps—

nothing on the map
has not been identified,

no play 
on upon the stage 
of color and shadow 

is left arcane 
and uninterpreted. 

With no coaxing at all, 
we recall 
some old verse line:

explanation, explanation 
everywhere, and not a bit 
that's fit to eat—

because now 
we know (although not 
from experience):
the flower 
that splits the rocks 
is poisonous.