POINTS ON THE GRID
George Bowering
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DARK AROUND LIGHT
How to wipe the night away
to wish the sunrise in
that is in you
....................This beleaguers me
lying here alone
the phone
................under my hand
a whole city of night
.......between us
My desklamp is on the table beside me
its light is turned back
..................................by the window
I’ve promised not to call you——
I cannot write——
All the couriers die in their tracks——
The night is not out there——
............is it
Is it
darkness out there?
Is there nothing but darkness
.........between us?
Then I can run thru the streets
poking flashlight light
into the road before me
waving the torch around
wiping away the night
Or I can pick up the telephone
and whisper into your ear
call you and promise no more
call to you
....................and wipe the night away
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