Authors: Lorine Niedecker
I visit
the graves
Greatgrandfather
under wild flowers sons
sons here now I
eye
of us all
but sonless
see no
hop
clover boy to stop
before me
For best work
you ought to put forth
some effort
to stand
in north woods
among birch
The obliteration
of the world
his dinner speech
tonight I beseech
you
eat
the recommended melon
before the fruit flies
rise
from it
Spring
stood there
all body
Head
blown off
(war)
showed up
downstream
October
is the head
of spring
Birch, sumac
before
the blast
The park
“a darling walk
for the mind”
A sense
of starlings musing
on robins
Green statue—
Burns!
near abandoned
steepled
railroad station
lakeshore silence
glass box mushroom
with stairway stem
art museum
and townward
the taverns
Who was Mary Shelley?
What was her name
before she married?
She eloped with this Shelley
she rode a donkey
till the donkey had to be carried.
Mary was Frankenstein's creator
his yellow eye
before her husband was to drown
Created the monster nights
after Byron, Shelley
talked the candle down.
Who was Mary Shelley?
She read Greek, Italian
She bore a child
Who died
and yet another child
who died.
Wild strawberries
Ruskin's consolation
His grey diaries
instanced with Rose
Liver here tonight
Tomorrow we dine out
tho not like him
at Club Metaphysical
Autumn
Ice
on the minnow bucket
and a school of leaves
moving downstream
Last night the trash barrel
smoked from lighted paper
This morning
from sun burning
the frost
The boy tossed the news
and missed
They found it
on the bush
Popcorn-can cover
screwed to the wall
over a hole
so the cold
can't mouse in