Five Panels Poem By Mark Irwin

Five Panels Poem By Mark Irwin

The way a word, feathering air, may outlast a building,
the way desire builds and builds toward nothing.
The scent each April of this and so many other past
beginnings, coming up again, reminding air, lily, iris.
The armfuls of you are never enough. Forsythia’s sulfur
shower blooms. A sleep of bees, then their gold spasm.
All day rain borne down upon the green land till sunlight
opened, climbing the white shoulders of a cumulus.
Sheep graze among flowers and the grass of their pure hunger.
The oceans whose salt you crave, the city of stars.

Mark Irwin
Denver Quarterly, vol. 34, no. 2, Summer 1999

Five Panels Poem By Mark Irwin

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