This poem is taken from PN Review 216, Volume 40 Number 4, March - April 2014.Two Poems
You lovely looker on and by and by and.
One-eyed Cupid, locked, cocks, and shot
Zeno’s arrow at Zeuxis’ grapes.
Shaft straight. The pointed
parabola arced its homeward hoops on its
wondering way through loop and loop
towards my eye’s apple; its
projectory now arches down to heel to hit
or miss, may kiss the head or glance off
on bow bend or twisted thread.
My flighted hope: that bird cracks glass, and tumblers
beakers breaks on painted grapes
on picture plane or bounce back
deflected, as mote on float
reflected. Map the rebound cause
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