Saturday, June 3
ACADEMIC We stand in mere wonderment, and the best part of things is closed to us. —Goethe (translated by John Oxenford) I hope I’m granted tenure when I’m dead If I die unexpectedly. My heart Is bad, and I don’t exercise. Instead I study to perfect my art The journals I should try to publish in In wooden rooms shipped bloody sliver by Sliver from the slivered hands of the dead men Who built the rooms, who looked like me I hope I would be welcomed by them like I would, if they returned, welcome them, open Smile, open hands, if they came crowned. I hope they Don’t understand me when I speak (Shane McCrae)