[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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