John Watson, ‘Two Syllabic Forms Compete for the Same Line’

Two Syllabic Forms Compete For The Same Line


In the real, he
Grasps at straws, then seizing
Immemorial memory
Draws free.


Again on that path
Out of the forest, at dusk
She draws out of me,
Like flower stems in water,
Immemorial memory.

from  Erasure Traces: Collected Works Volume 2   by John Watson

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