Authors: Lorine Niedecker
Ruby of corundum
lapis lazuli
from changing limestone
glow-apricot red-brown
carnelian sard
Greek named
Exodus-antique
kicked up in America's
Northwest
you have been in my mind
between my toes
agate
Wild Pigeon
Did not man
maimed by no
stone-fall
mash the cobalt
and carnelian
of that bird
Schoolcraft left the Soo—canoes
US pennants, masts, sails
chanting canoemen, barge
soldiers—for Minnesota
Their South Shore journey
as if Life's—
The Chocolate River
The Laughing Fish
and The River of the Dead
Passed peaks of volcanic thrust
Hornblende in massed granite
Wave-cut Cambrian rock
painted by soluble mineral oxides
wave-washed and the rains
did their work and a green
running as from copper
Sea-roaring caverns—
Chippewas threw deermeat
to the savage maws
” Voyageurs
crossed themselves
tossed a twist of tobacco in”
Inland then
beside the great granite
gneiss and the schists
to the redolent pondy lakes'
lilies, flag and Indian reed
“through which we successfully
passed”
The smooth black stone
I picked up in true source park
the leaf beside it
once was stone
Why should we hurry
Home
I'm sorry to have missed
Sand Lake
My dear one tells me
we did not
We watched a gopher there
My Life by Water
My life
by water—
Hear
spring's
first frog
or board
out on the cold
ground
giving
Muskrats
gnawing
doors
to wild green
arts and letters
Rabbits
raided
my lettuce
One boat
two—
pointed toward
my shore
thru birdstart
wingdrip
weed-drift
of the soft
and serious—
Water
TRACES OF LIVING THINGS
strange feeling of sequence”—S.M.
Museum
Having met the protozoic
Vorticellae
here is man
Leafing towards you
in this dark
deciduous hall
Far reach
of sand
A man
bends to inspect
a shell
Himself
part coral
and mud
clam
TV
See it explained—
compound interest
and the compound eye
of the insect
the wave-line
on shell, sand, wall
and forehead of the one
who speaks
We are what the seas
have made us
longingly immense
the very veery
on the fence