ROBERT
KELLY

Rapture
and things like that
walking by the river
wanting to be it
or at least be in it, part
of its enterprise
of coming from something real
and going somewhere else,
you yearn for that,
you’re up to your ankles already
then step back ashore,
singing, yes, song
takes you a long way,
the urgent articulate muscles
of your body learn from
or maybe they teach the river
how to move and what it means
to move, maybe your body,
shoulders and hips and arms
swung out before you
is the real instructor
the obedient geology of earth
studies to emulate, one day
maybe it will become.
But all your religions
and all your desires
conspire to persuade you
it’s the other way round.
We learn from rivers,
we listen to stone.
You take two more steps
up the bank, the berm,
words, rocks, you sit down
on a stone wait and watch
it all go on without you.
But you are with it as it goes.
Sitting still right here
will take you everywhere.

24 October 2022

visiting a friend
there for the yachts
I never saw, the sea
was near but somehow
belonged to the Navy
and the wealthy. Ah well,
things do. But there
I saw a tree, no names
please, tall enough
to dwarf his house,
dark like locust, and this
seemed a friend from home.
No, I’m not a good traveler,
yes, I’m always on the way home.

2.
But the tree
stays in mind
strange emblem
of a seaside town,
school for sailors
and their tailors,
we are who we are
by the way we dress,
open the buttons
one by one.

3.
And the tree had none
of course, what am I
doing here, drive to Baltimore
where at least there are streets,
department stores, race tracks
all kinds of things I don’t’ need
and don’t want but love
to see all round me, Why am I
talking about me again,
this is supposed to be tree.

4.
Once I was lonely
once I was free,
men all around
and no woman for me.
You think it’s me
moaning on again but no,
it was the tree said that.
And for forty years I’ve wondered
what is a wife for a tree?

5.
I asked the preacher
you can guess what he said: as man cometh forth from woman
so cometh tree from the earth,
yea, earth is mother and bride.

6.
So what has all this to do
with Annapolis,
and who was this Anna
the city borrows the name of.
Not sure. Ask yourself
the next time you’re lonely,
is it the place’s fault,
are there places where
it is not good to be alone.

23 October 2022

Why aren’t you in church
the bird demanded.
—I am, I am, can’t you see
the trees all round me?
—I thought people needed
churches that talked.
—We do, I do, just listen
to those sermoning leaves.

23.X.22

Everything is small.
We can say the whole
length of the Danube
in one word. Ister.
Or the largest thing on earth
has such a small name. Sea.
And the one who wakes us
every morning without fail.
You have to say a whole
lot of words to say less.

22.X.22

If again
wakes, looks
at mirror
asks am I
two of me
or is seeing
dreaming still?

22.X.22

The broken pavement
the boy sheltering from rain
his head bent to shield
the book he studied,
Hebrew fluttering pages,
Or Aramaic, was it kabbalah,
I closed my eyes, he was gone,
sunset, no rain, the road
cracked still at my feet.
How far to go. How far
is it really from one to two,
can we get there in an hour,
can I get there in one life?
I knew at least I was that boy
once, the print was Greek,
doxa, mere opinion, falsehood?
Or thinking on its way to reason,
a guess, a book lost long ago.

21 October 2022