The imported ghost deer of Inverness, California
as if part of the fog they are steamy &
part of the fog
skimming the bulky peninsula
the dark grass & rock
sea-sandy, grass, root of tall thing;
sea-sandy, grass, earth, dark as the sea
in cabbage-rose;
or the mercy & glorie of Halcy.
After Myles Coverdale
Yes us will mix a lot, in palace glare, next quiet pool. Next a pond
by Halcyon us low & crie; flung us upon the trees, required a songe.
Next us recall did ye, o fancy one, as for our chords. Now us will
mix a lot, the Lordes sweet songe, forgotten here, in an odd spot.
Now us will mix a lot, if to no more, let no roof mouth.
Remember, yes, in the day us say. Oh daughter thou shalt grounde & playe,
in these sweet days, happy happy shall you be, dressed like the
sea, in cabbage-rose. In cabbage-rose.
Copyright © Elizabeth Treadwell,
2005.
Elizabeth
Treadwell lives in California, where she is director
of Small Press Traffic at the California College of the
Arts (CCA) in San Francisco. Her publications include Chantry (Chax
Press, 2004), Lilyfoil
+ 3 (poetry & drama — O
Books, 2004), Populace (prose
poems — Avec Books,
1999), and Eleanor Ramsey: the Queen
of Cups (a novel,
SFSU, 1997). She also edits SPT’s new magazine, Traffic. A
new book, Cornstarch Figurine will be published this year
by Dusie Press, a new press in Switzerland.
