Gesture, Possibly Archaic

Gesture, Possibly Archaic

Gesture, Possibly Archaic

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Nov. 12 1998 3:30 AM

Gesture, Possibly Archaic

Gesture, Possibly Archaic


By Carl Phillips

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(posted Wednesday, Nov. 11, 1998)

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Careful     confident     both, and

prone, the two of them, to
laughing, they got
into the boat.

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One put his hands to the oars
there, and the boat
left.

       The other, raising
against wind his collar,
freed unmeaningly a litter of thin

blossoms that could be
peach, or the little apple that--for
how slow it is, coming

sweet--is called
reluctance ...

                       The blossoms spilled

first onto wind, then
onto the water behind the boat, and
for a while

the water flared
outside of a stillness it
would return to:

A boat meant nothing in that country;
the men won't, either
one of them, be missed--