from Report from the Robinson Society, Vol. 1, No. 1
For Elizabeth, with gratitude.
In
the discerning world
come
home again,
his
face is simple and fine.
He
insists.
Maybe
I am the one who tells the story
your
little daughter
a
red flag
two unnamable creatures
She
will keep her promises.
All
walls will henceforth be red.
And
the expenditure of branches—
What
is ringing out.
Catastrophe
she
calls it: a red flag
and everything subsides.
We do not know what comfort is.
&
Apprehend
on the inner surfaces of my hands
The Orphan
&
Come
home again,
relation
words
besotted
with you
the
water is left behind,
promises,
the
slow unfolding
you
will repine
light-ridden
mouths
fall
a
bird swoops down
besotted.
an
exchange of names.
Here is a blanket.
mouth
to mouth
ragged
peonies
the
slow unfolding
He makes the onlookers hunger.
She will keep her promises.
_____________
Note on the text:
The poem is collaged from The Orphan & Its Relations and
Apprehend, by Elizabeth Robinson.
Laura Walker is the author of six books of poetry, including psalmbook, forthcoming from Apogee Press, as well as a chapbook forthcoming with above/ground press. She has taught poetry at San Francisco State University, UC Berkeley Extension, University of San Francisco’s MFA program, and to fourth and fifth graders annually in the Berkeley public schools. She is forever grateful to Elizabeth for her backyard poetry readings, her kitchen table conversations, and for making AWP more bearable. More information is available at laura-walker.com.