This poem is taken from PN Review 131, Volume 26 Number 3, January - February 2000.
Mexico: A SequenceMexico
It begins with the Atlantic from above:
Far-down glimmerings of white on blue -
Blue that seemed all sky, but is betrayed
Into revealing itself as sea, faintest
Dawnings of a pattern on the waves, white points
As sharp as stars suddenly created, fading out:
A wave-capped ocean is what we glimpse
Until blue takes over once again
As we keep trying to put together
This wide ambiguity of air and water,
Cosmic theatre we cannot act in.
Canada lies below, an open map,
A lesson in geography for us scholars
Who imagine the route to Mexico must lie
Due south, not through dogged unfinished winter.
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