Manila envelopes

Manila
envelopes
spill
faded
mutilated
photographs:

Cockroaches
the scourge of our plenum
grief

O what do all do
with memory?

Drawers are burial crypts—
& we, fattened Pharaohs,
discover our lost Egypt

In splitsecond,
first lives regained like second wind

of arthritic boxers:

We have lived:
Yet nothing is enough.

Yellow impressions
turn to white


From Collection / Rosary of Summer, 1977

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One Response to Manila envelopes

  1. This poem is all over the place, great!

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