1945

11/04/14

With the distinctive glass click of the stopper on a bottle of perfume, it’s your
certainty that’s nominated you for another accident.

Fall all down. A dream’s another life. Early world upon the throne of recurrence,
don’t go graceful in memory, it’s your swan, but substitute the robin and the lawn smiles,
the crow and memory’s gone, the raven and a statue crumbles, the hummingbird and the
machine breaks.

A Czech immigrant to Argentina poles a punt through the swampgrass at sunset.
He’s lost his job as a cobblestone paver. His wife is offered on the raft trailing behind,
wearing a wooden flower and a green rubber hat, her soft-focused legs askew on the
precariously perched loveseat, a classical torso reaching invisible arms to the absent
ceiling.

Don’t you have to have a choice to make the wrong one?

The gears of the elaborate mechanism of torture foiled only by the tin of the
victim’s empty plate.

A Bulgarian woman wearing a pale green scarf, hoeing her garden. A wheelwright
rotating a sample of his work to show its balance, a flat spot on the end of his nose as if
an iron had once parked there. The uninvolved cameraman carrying the arm of a wooden
Madonna.

Every field seems to go on forever. Every house is a place to wait. Ice and dust
have been born brothers of this year gone long and thick with waiting.
Now summer drifts in clouds of heat, and evening has grown too tired to talk.
Argument lies folded over a chair, a pair of pants worn through with the same kneeling
and taking down.
Each morning a tired woman talks to her muscles, talks to the years gone when,
coming in from the field, the field would settle comfortably inside her, where he still was.
She remembers him like that, like the weather arriving at the house, something
wide open and large settling inside, even after it’s gone.



Rich Ives is the author of Tunneling to the Moon: A Psychological Gardener’s Book of Days currently being published in serial @ Silenced Press everyday in 2014 and forthcoming in paperback. Begin from the beginning, catch up, read daily. Just refer to the Burrow Guide.