09/17/06
The Kari Name
The Kari name on the stoop I see people
reading, wrought on the parkside & north side, walk up & iron gate
beside frondy, shrubby June, trash bits of letters: Kari,
the name,
amoung twelve and two o'clock walkers,
the birds, the said
scaffolding, amidst their pulling
up and in.
This is the city pivot of the Kari name:
she and I, wood and wheel, birds, trash, still
in the winter and then rising up.
I rise & then Kari rises.
I rise and Kari rises east, west, central, & down.
This is not to say we are humane. It is a Junebox
quiet, a separate room; the tags stick out.
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