Here is Aristotle’s lantern, each
fine bone that makes up the little basket
like a paneless lantern of several sides,
first described by Aristotle, the mouth-parts
of the sea-urchin. Eating’s necessity
sculpted to elegance
in the spine-stripped cask cast on the beach
at Portencross, a hammered form pressed out
from the swaying, briny tons.
Aristotle’s lantern. Aristotle’s lantern, in the storm!
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“Formal mastery and freedom of vision . . . poetry as fresh as the coldest air of a winter’s night.” –Alison Brackenbury, New Walk Magazine
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