All lines of the poem arrive, perfect in itself\u00a0
except that it needs to be written.\u00a0\u00a0The gestalt\u00a0
in a swift and complete vision.\u00a0\u00a0Start.\u00a0\u00a0Where.\u00a0\u00a0
So many words crowd the mouth. Also tongue-tied.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vision \u2013 the Puritan town made worldly.\u00a0\u00a0Sun
shines on it. The clapboard caf\u00e9.\u00a0\u00a0Iced tea\u00a0
chatter in Cantonese, Hindu, Persian, English.
Bespectacled kids climb the sofas. Benevolence.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Call the counterpressure \u201cUsha.\u201d Winds blow like\u00a0
steam off the wand of a barista. Could be a binding\u00a0
woosh of the sea, oceanic, self-annihilating.
She could be USHA, a department crushed by Musk.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Instead she is product of Ivy League, Second lady
Fourth hypocrite.\u00a0\u00a0Product of immigrants.\u00a0\u00a0Abuse\u00a0
of language is world violation.\u00a0\u00a0How can she walk\u00a0
the street with a soul of total devastation?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
All lines of the poem arrive, perfect in itself\u00a0except that it needs to be written.\u00a0\u00a0The gestalt\u00a0in a swift and complete vision.\u00a0\u00a0Start.\u00a0\u00a0Where.\u00a0\u00a0So many words crowd the mouth. Also tongue-tied.\u00a0 Vision \u2013 the Puritan town made worldly.\u00a0\u00a0Sunshines on it. The clapboard caf\u00e9.\u00a0\u00a0Iced … Continue reading