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Kei Miller
WHAT THE MAPMAKER OUGHT TO KNOW
WHAT THE MAPMAKER OUGHT TO KNOW
WHAT THE MAPMAKER OUGHT TO KNOW
On this island things fidget.Even history.
The landscape does not sit
willingly
as if behind an easel
holding pose
waiting on
someone
to pencil
its lines, compose
its best features
or unruly contours.
Landmarks shift,
become unfixed
by earthquake
by landslide
by utter spite.
Whole places will slip
out from your grip.
© 2015, Kei Miller
From: The Cartographer Tries to Map a Way to Zion
Publisher: Carcanet, Manchester
From: The Cartographer Tries to Map a Way to Zion
Publisher: Carcanet, Manchester
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WHAT THE MAPMAKER OUGHT TO KNOW
On this island things fidget.Even history.
The landscape does not sit
willingly
as if behind an easel
holding pose
waiting on
someone
to pencil
its lines, compose
its best features
or unruly contours.
Landmarks shift,
become unfixed
by earthquake
by landslide
by utter spite.
Whole places will slip
out from your grip.
From: The Cartographer Tries to Map a Way to Zion
WHAT THE MAPMAKER OUGHT TO KNOW
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