Poems
The
When having finished the
the beginning again, the article
in the root of Water fern, every eye may discern the form of a Half Moon
everyone, every eye, every age disappears
a dissolving moon, nothing to be seen through the smoke the ashes
the sentence itself an integument of flexiable green, evoking
beginning and end
a half mirrored a whole a half and beginning again—
and discernment, the quiet of parsing
the streets stilled
ruins one's ancestors recalls and filmic versions of the same
the root of a water fern and time enough for the
"The" reprinted from Partially Kept (Nightboat, 2012). Reprinted with the permission of Martha Ronk. Copyright © 2012 by Martha Ronk. All Rights Reserved.