The Galleons by Rick Barot

Author:Rick Barot
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Milkweed Editions
Published: 2019-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

THE NAMES

Now it’s time for the lilac, blazon of spring, the prince

of plants, whose name I know only when it blooms.

The blooms called forth by a bare measure of warmth,

days that are more chill than warm, though the roots must

know, and the leaves, and the spindly trunks ganged up

by the trash bins behind our houses. The blue pointillism

in morning fog. The blue that is lavender. The blue that is

purple. The smell that is the air’s sugar, the sweet

weight when you put your face near, the way you would

put it near the side of someone’s head. Here the ear.

Here the nape. Here the part of flesh that has no name

at all, the part that is shining because it has slipped naming.

In the crumbling photo album, the dead toddler on a bier,

dead for decades, whose name I now carry. On another

page, the old man, also decades gone, whose same name

I now carry. The name a fossil, the calcium radiance

that I bear and will eventually give up. Again it’s time

for the lilacs. The quiet beautiful things at the sides of the

rec center parking lot. The purple surge by the freeway.

The sprigs I cut from the shrub leaning toward me

from the neighbor’s yard, taking them at night because

I shouldn’t be taking them. The blooms that are a genius

on the kitchen table, awful because I want to eat them

with my terrible eyes, with my terrible hands. The awful

lilacs, the brief lilacs, the sweet. Here is the recklessness

I have wanted. Here is the composure I have earned.

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