Absolute Trust In The Goodness Of The Earth (2009) - Plot & Excerpts
Absolute Trust in the Goodness of the Earth The Last Time I Left Our HouseThe last time I leftOur houseYou were sittingOn the stoopSmiling.Your new girlfriendHad deckedYou outIn brand-newKhaki shortsA rosyPeachyShirt& stoutIntrepidSandals.Your wavyHair andWavering eyesBespokeA forlornAnticipation.Not for meFor us WouldYou haveDressedThis wayOr takenA precious weekendOffFrom work.I am on my waySomewhere tooMy companionNo loverAn enormousMilkmaidWho has promisedTo dragMeBleedingThrough the armpits& groinOf lowerEurope:Yugoslavia,Turkey,Crete.The house thatWe haveMadeFor usIs perfect. I turn,Passing yourBlindlySmilingFace& see itsGrandeurHow it risesBehind usSerene &GraniteLikeA cliff.In a flashI see how youCould duckThe sharklike womanZoomingEven nowToward the entranceOfOur street.How I couldTell the hugeMilkmaidI do not careTo seeThe sightsThat she discerns My bloodyInternalLandscapeIs enough.I picture usSuddenlyRememberingOur life& who indeedWe still areWaking fromThis awful tranceIn timeTo stopThe inexorableFlowTime turnedSuddenly liquidThough glacialSlow.I see you riseISmiling myselfNowTake yourHandAs we goBackwardThrough Those ornateMassiveDoorsThatReminded usOf eternityAnd costUs so muchTo refurbishTo repair.We back in.Toward bedroomOr kitchenParlor floorOr denOr towardThose prismedBayWindowsWe lovedThat almostFacedThe bay.Backing in.With nothingTo say.
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