It was that other land that we
could believe in for a long time
knowing that it used to be there

This is you as a boy.
Your back is to the camera.
You are standing above the beach

Why does the speaker stop by the woods?
would you have stopped be honest
would you care to be in New England

An envelope under the door.
Feel the strand that bridges it
to the hand of the mailman,

Of all cities, Paris
is now the coldest.

What good are the two

I do not move through time. I move
through rain. When rain falls
straight down on mossy brick walks

Everything springs from nothing, then is thrust,
face forward, to infinity, declared
Pascal. To get to know the infinite,

Noise is relative, too, like space
and time. For fish, who live packed
in water, the massive crash of a leaf

Surely we did not need this ( to see an inscrutable sky so
clearly) to consider God a base invention, a vile insinuation,
an impolite proposition, an attempt—alas, successful—at

When you set out to find your Northwest Passage
and cross to an empty region of the map

with a passionate desire to know what lies beyond,