Jean Valentine Glacial

One of my Ph.D. students just sent me this poem by Jean Valentine (1992):


Fox Glacier

The Tourist:     Blue plough bones

                                    High eye socket

                                    Soot rock gristle

                                    Be with me

                                    Be with me

                                    Be with me

                                    Never be not with us

                                    Fox

The Glacier:              My gentle coming: fall

                                    I am with you my

                                    Gold-pan

                                    My sieved and sieving brow

                                    Most wanted: Favorite:

                                    Wanted and needed and loved: Diaspora