Poem
Rae Armantrout
PASSAGE
PASSAGE
PASSAGE
1I held the framework
of my life in mind
with some precision.
I knew when I was
where—or where I was
when—but not many
incidents of my past had
actually been preserved.
Instead the frame served
as a cargo cult runway,
forever inviting
the future to appear.
I existed finally
as the idea
of temporal extension.
2
The creeper
lineates
the wall.
Flowers as punctuation?
Can you elaborate
on the passage?
Double meaning,
superposition:
hair standing on end
makes a creature appear
larger, more ferocious.
© 2007, Rae Armantrout
From: Poetry, Vol. 191, No. 2, November
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
From: Poetry, Vol. 191, No. 2, November
Publisher: Poetry, Chicago
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PASSAGE
1I held the framework
of my life in mind
with some precision.
I knew when I was
where—or where I was
when—but not many
incidents of my past had
actually been preserved.
Instead the frame served
as a cargo cult runway,
forever inviting
the future to appear.
I existed finally
as the idea
of temporal extension.
2
The creeper
lineates
the wall.
Flowers as punctuation?
Can you elaborate
on the passage?
Double meaning,
superposition:
hair standing on end
makes a creature appear
larger, more ferocious.
From: Poetry, Vol. 191, No. 2, November
PASSAGE
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