Brenda Hillman

Issue #
February 3, 2014

During A Suite By Gaspard Cassadó

Transfixed       by the bow

only simply above:     sighs of wood

& horsehair breath     of the cello,
     your azure perceptions  ///…

(does it perceive also?)

as if pierced by     saudades!

This night     far from your pain   tangled
      with frog song

(such distance    to the next town)

& your suffering     cannot be measured—
não   a luar

in this universal background—

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