...Wolf Cento
...--Simone Muench

...I dream you into being—mongering wolf
...who stands outside the self, makes
...its way through the transparent world
...& its motions, its laughter & quarrels,
...its rows of teeth, its tears, its chiming of clocks.
...The pages turn. Words often fall between
...the rising walls where your shadow
...draws to an end.

...In some region of vellum & toccatas,
...it will be as it is in this life, the same room,
...simple rural day, & the cinema of sleep.
...Stories one has never read.
...More & more I see the human form,
...a nothingness which longs to be the sea.
...Lives infinitely repeated down to atomic thinness
...like footfalls in a strange house. If need
...be from nothingness, let today
...froth from your mouth.

...Sources: Jules Supervielle, Maxine Kumin, Yves Bonnefoy,
...Robert Fitzgerald,Tomas Transtromer, Pierre Reverdy, Sandor
...Csoori, Alain Delahaye, O.V. de L. Milosz, Tristan Tzara, Paul
...Eluard, Eugene Guillevic, Miklos Radnoti, Boris Pasternak



[via Four Way Review]