Joshua Harmon
From Le Spleen de Poughkeepsie
- Thin ribbons of cloud and half a ruinous moon
- in an afternoon sky: meager sun gilds asphalt
- briefly and slides out of sight as the furnace
- kicks on again: in the tumult of equivalences
- between split log and smoke, margin and note,
- my knowledge unbraids itself from freed
- finitudes: and whatever sense of the possible
- the afternoon offers vanishes in a lethal twilight
- broken by a single steeple, an abandoned
- railway bridge spanning here and there, value
- and use, the shapes this city assumes