Academic journal article Transactions of the American Philosophical Society

From the Notebooks of Anne Verveine, VII

Academic journal article Transactions of the American Philosophical Society

From the Notebooks of Anne Verveine, VII

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Distance was the house in which I welcomed you.

But it was in the river

that we became cadence, there where the current braided

together again, after the stone bridge stanchion parted the stream.

It was to last only as long as the beauty lasted.

Do you believe in the soul?

Words torn from the void, wet and mewling.

Where we walked on the mountain, water

poured around us, surged up from springs, seethed

down in rivulets, rocky streams, and one long blinding cascade:

your kisses were an eau-de-vie and as bitter.

I am poured out like water.

Distance is feminine in French.

I held a knife to a man's throat and let him bleed quietly into a cup.

What does "us" mean?

Coiled serpentine headdress of Leonardo's woman:

you wanted her. I wanted you.

Chill sunlight flexing itself on the city river

gave me the emptiness l needed

to write these instructions: Sorrow

is a liqueur. …

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