Habitation of Wonder. Abigail Carroll
pinch, lute, glaze, coil, shape.
Oh make me open palm, vessel
of praise and doubt, basin of
dusk. Carve wide the lip, form
broad the hull, O Lord of clay.
Make room for rain; make room
for song. And I will be the moon,
which holds the sun and pours it
forth. And I will be the well that
Jacob built. Oh hollow me. Oh
make me yours to fill, to lift,
to bless, to spill. And I will be de-
canted. Yes, and I will be refilled.
Thalassic
Haunt of salp and red-shelled crab—here lives the mouthless, sac-bodied
tubeworm: white finger tentacled to vents and cold seeps, feeding
on water and sulfur and dark. Kingdom of the lungless,
the gill-raked, the swim-bladdered: the eel-like hagfish,
scavenger of whale falls; the “snot-flower” bone-eater, feather-plumed
burrower. Behold: the gulper, the swallower, all manner of loosejaw,
the wide-gaped, blunt-snouted citizens of the deep— dragon-faced
fangtooths hanging in the blackness, hinge-skulled viperfish
barbel-luring hermit crabs. Consider also the bulb-eyed jewel squid,
hovering umbrella under-studded with stars, and the silver-
scaled eye-ring of the star-washed lanternfish, thin-finned, dazzle-tailed firefly
of the brine. This is the province of the spike-eyed and light-averse,
canyon-dwellers, night-dwellers, breathers of cold and salt. This is the empire
of the armor-shelled and carapaced, the saw-tooth clawed, the tendril-danglers,
the glowers, the snappers, the mute.
M Is for Mary
Hampton Bays, Long Island
M is for Mary, Mother of God,
patron saint of suburban front lawns,
blue-mantled friend of sinners and pinwheels,
mollusk-studded mailboxes,
moss-dotted patios. M is for Medjugorje,
Massapequa, moon jellies washed up
like useless musings on the shore,
a menagerie of bathers: misguided,
metallic in their shine. Gulls beak marram grass,
mica flakes,
mussel shells, empty packs
of Marlboros. M is for the millions—
the reverent, the mystified—
Moxie drinkers, marina workers,
mahjongg-players, Matlock watchers—
the Madjeskas, yellow lanterns
garlanding their porch, Manilow
on the radio, macramé scratching the backs
of our legs. Cardinals mount
the arch of the holy white
plaster, hop between birdbath and mulberry,
consider the minor miracle
of perpetual posture. Our Lady of
Bay Avenue, of marigolds, milk cans, mayweed,
Madonna of the mullet-anglers,
mooring-fixers, lemon meringue makers:
you preside over mainsail and mizzen mast,
the maintenance of motors,
the scrubbing of mildewed hulls, the spreading
of garden mulch. M is for the fog horn’s distant,
plaintive moan, for plastic mass cards
on the fridge, Montauk daisies in the breeze,
mackerel frying on the stove.
Heron
Across the water from the shipyard—lights glittering over the bodies of nuclear submarines—and not far from the fishing pier where the Lost Cause,the Elizabeth-Kate,and the Special K are moored, you stand,thin as a prospect, so still I take you first for a sculptor’s joke, your stoic beak forged toward the distant hum and bang of industry.We study the gray feathered stick of you,at first unfindable with binoculars some strangers lend us,then unsteady in the lens.My fingers brush the cold,paint-chipped rail;I wrap and unwrap my ankle around the pole,waiting for you to move,waiting for the couple with the binoculars to stop watching,wondering if you are for real, and what is real about the evening—the glistening shipyard sparks exploding in the distance,the reeking nets, lobster traps stacked high on the docks,a rusted red truck perched at the end of the pier,and here, where the water laps a tiny pebble-gray shore,your perfect plumage,the bold show of it,your awkward audience,unsure how long to stand,whether or not to wait for a sign to break the calm and head back toward the car, away from the gleaming pink face of the sky.
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