[lit-ideas] Memory Palace
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- Date: Sat, 19 Jun 2004 14:21:20 EDT
Memory Palace
A cloud takes a lifetime
to smother the sun. It's finally
a crime, but it's also a glory,
the lining sizzling gold,
the afternoon's image
occulted. Truth is I don't
have an art. One pulls the other
one down. I know
there¹s a blue-purple hill.
I know all the girls
disappear. I don't
break a sweat. I sit
the whole year with a bird
on my lap. The firmament
wobbles. Their deep
purple feet. Asleep, it comes
back, fast, but late
there were poisonous leaves
and salt on the path
like an alphabet.
-Larissa Szporluk
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