"The poem ... is enmeshed in circumstance."
David Buchbinder, Contemporary Literary Theory and the Reading of Poetry

... like the phone ringing
and I hear her birds
in somewhere garden

eucalypt seeds the line
elsewhere comes close
luggage drops in a plane

the mohair rug is thirty-five
and still feels fine
rough and fine.

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