MANUAL LABORS

 

 

David Keplinger

94.00.162

In this depiction of the heart,
     The heart's an oval stone
You smash against another.

Heart, fat stone that gave
     Us food, it crushed
The corn into immeasurable

Powders, itself remaining
     Whole. Chief Seattle, Ghost
Dancer, Job's bowed head.

This will be survivor
     Of the disappeared.
The masses are all buried

Somewhere else. This is the fist
     Of Lot; and what it clutches, what
It is keeping to itself

Inside the stone, is memory
     And wilderness; and rage;
And dread.