A Woman In Her Room
A woman in her room feels sometimes thatshe lives on the back of the world, as if,while studying a tapestry, she foundshe had been gazing at its rough reverse.
On Rossetti’s ‘Blue Silk Dress’
Jane Burden, famous foryour face and illustrioushusband: far from your ownself in blue silk—undergazes and curtains, waning—jeweled finger unnoticedby no one,and white roses, likethe fuzzballs ofpoplar that golooking for the cisternsof deep water.
Fuente Grande
The cloud of dust sways from your arrival; everything — your hands, the open graves, the waxy leaves of olive trees, everything — is shaking.
The water jet sings against your walls, sings on the edge of a knife, sings in its half-drawn blade that shivers in the garden.
The August breeze sweeps the ass’s braying over the pockmarked hills.
All across Granada, telephones are ringing.
Finn Turner is a local homosexual and French Ph.D. candidate at UC Berkeley.
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