drove some demons into a herd of hogs, and the hogs rushed off
into the sea, into what could he have poured the sea?
Or as Whitehead observed: `There is no escape from the totality
of the universe, and exclusion is an activity
comparable to inclusion.'
within you, as -- light from a 40-watt bulb disappears
in light from a 100-watt bulb. Light bulbs? It seemed barren.
Say, then, the way a pool in a dry creek bed
disappears once the creek begins to fl ow again.
I stopped on that. It was late, a cold wind,
blowing hard since sundown, now was beating
more noisily than ever in the darkness about the house.
back in Missouri, outside Columbia, on the hilly
and still half-wooded place owned by a farmer
who let me hunt squirrels there: frost weather,
the clear colors of the hickories and oaks in the still air
startled me every fall when I went back in
where the hunting was best along a creek
with a corn fi eld on one bank which the squirrels
raided in the morning and evening twilights
and along the other bank a wooded rise
where they nested. The creek this time of year
after its spring and summer noise and glitter