impatience

impatience impatience

i should learn
to recognize it
like a botanist

plants need attention
they have no eye

*

cows rub up against ogam inscriptions
erasing their dumb letters lowing

*

A poem should not bean
but me
Claudius
carving meself
of wood
a hole
to try
rye
in


I'm reading the Bernadette Mayer Reader, but didn't finish it today. April, fortunately, has more days than the alphabet has letters, so I can take an extra day once or twice to get through a book--especially when it's longish.