Thursday, March 25, 2010

Saga

. . . I won’t pretend

To be an historian, how could I, when I
have no idea

Of today’s date. Though I know we
embarked one morning early

In May, I have no idea how long ago that
was

And I don’t care. I breathe, I twist my
hair. I watch

The sea. At times it resembles an eye

But it isn’t watching me.


--from “The Distance” by Lyn Hejinian

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