Mesh
and and
fallen
that fugitive
over over
unfold myself
carefully
be cold
thy envoy
night upon
season season
memory prompted and and languid
these watched washing fallen peg
tablets yet that fugitive line
over over the light as air
crossing, unfold myself laggard
carefully floating milk
in the sink mother be cold
thy envoy weightless
night upon subtile
season picaresque season
weak memory lethean prompted
slow these watched garments
sluggish tablets dilatory yet
and and languid
oblivial washing fallen peg
that fugitive line
over malted over the light as air
crossing, fugacious unfold myself laggard
carefully floating milk words
in the sink mother be cold
thy crucial envoy weightless
night upon subtile lumbering
season picaresque season
weak memory lethean prompted crossing
slow these watched garments
sluggish tablets dilatory clean forgotten yet
and and languid in the brittle
oblivial washing for eyes fallen peg high and dry
that fugitive diamond line beside me in bed
over malted over the light as air paper dog howling at the achromatic
crossing, fugacious night kept ajar, I unfold myself laggard affluent
carefully floating milk words bright wax to call for fairy tales
in the sink mother be cold frozen limbs I am no longer
thy crucial envoy weightless in the moods of the sea
night upon subtile lumbering, land firm as rock as
season picaresque season and I wake
weak memory lethean prompted crossing now the stage is locked
slow these watched garments one for me one for me
sluggish tablets dilatory clean forgotten upon my fingers yet
and and
fallen for
diamond line
malted air
night crossing
words floating
in limbs
in moods
lumbering night
and season
locked memory
slow garments
upon yet
“Mesh” moves amongst Ursula Bethell’s poem, “Envoy,”
my poem “The Wild Side in Me,” and the effects of a head injury.
Auckland-Christchurch, April 2005
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